So Tuesday morning, I go outside to let the dogs use the bathroom first thing in the morning and notice, the pool has a hole apparently because the pool is halfway empty. Oh well, we will just go and get another... one we can winterize. Works out all together.
After spending all of Tuesday night running around from Toys r us, Target, Walmart.. we finally get one.. but not after spending 1 1/2 hours in front of Target keeping a lady company while she was waiting for someone to come and get her keys out of her locked car... yea, it was a late night.
So yesterday rolls around and me and the boys head out to the backyard all day and to get the pool totally emptied and thrown away. Well, the pool was down to right below D's butt cheeks, so I let them get in and play around. The boys were having such a blast... it was low enough that they could sit but their heads be just over the water and they thought it was fun. I was right there, so nothing to worry about...
Then the look came into G's eyes...
Fear came into D's as he gazed at G...
G sprung and tackled D... AND COULDN'T GET UP.
It seemed in one motion I yanked G off and yanked D out of the pool, but in that motion I saw the look on my baby's face at the bottom of that pool... one of shear terror, mouth wide open, panic in his eyes.
In no way was my baby close to death's door. I know that, I was there, he was pulled out quick, all I had to do was to let him cough a minute and puke after I calmed him down enough. I didn't have to do CPR or anything.
But I don't know if I can erase that look he had on his face. Maybe that is what comes with being a mom. Who knows...
Good news though? He got right back in the water after he puked, so it apparently scared me more than him.
2 comments:
Oh, jeez, speak straight to my heart, why don't ya? I know that look of fear, of which you speak. You already know Lucy's fiasco. Same with D, it scared me probably more than her. But THAT LOOK is one that will take forever to fade from my memory. That expression of terror, even for a split second is not something you want your child to feel. Ugh. Just makes your stomach turn and you want to reassure them that you WOULD NEVER let anything happen to them. It sucks that you can't explain it to them. Thank goodness our babies know that Mommy is watching after them and will protect them. D obviously knows. That is why he felt safe to get back in. Mommy was there when he needed her.
Oh no! How scary! I hope you never have to see that look again! Did it scare G enough that he won't do it again, you think? I am glad D is okay and that he was confident enough to get back in.
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