Cubbie is officially a big boy.
Out with the highchair 'cause he's movin on up to the booster seat.
See this green tray? 
Well, me in a mindless mama moment, left the tray off and scooted Cubbie up to the table. I forgot about the monkey-like moves of my little guy. So what did he do?
He put his feet up against the table and pushed himself backwards.
I watched in horror as he tipped over backwards. It was in slow motion. I couldn't get to him fast enough. My turkey burger went flying as I attempted to dive for Cubbie before he hit the floor.
Thank the dear Lord...
When he hit the floor, this little backrest created just enough of a gap to keep Cubbie's precious little noggin from making contact with the floor.
Oh I felt so guilty!
Needless to say, other than taking this photo,
I ALWAYS put the green tray on now.
Do YOU have any Mama Guilt today?
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12 comments:
Mama guilt is just lovely isn't it? I am glad to hear the little guy was just fine. They usually are, but they leave us feeling so, so small!
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Oh yes, I think I have some kind of Mama Guilt most days. Today it's that my poor kid, who was fighting the stomach flu yesterday is at school. Granted it was his choice to go, but I am feeling guilty that my work day was so crazy and booked up that I couldn't seem to find a way to disengage from it and encourage him to take it easy at home.
Um, yeah. I sure do. This morning when I dropped Zachie off at preschool, I left Emma playing in the room while I stopped in the office.
And I proceeded to go out of the door, ready to go home.
Until I remembered Emma was still in the preschool room.
I forgot her.
Nice, right?
I'm glad little Cubbie is okay! Most of my Mama Guilt moments usually involve KK bumping her head on something or another. She's super clumsy but close to the ground, thank God. I try and tell myself that it makes for a shorter, less painful fall!
I think I'm spent after my last post, but that little guy and his green tray and pig toes have got to be the cutiest:)
Welcome to the wonderful world of parenting. And join the club. Been there, done that I don't know how many times with my kids in one way or another. It's a wonder they grew up okay.
Oh dear! So glad Cubbie wasn't hurt! And you, dear mum, how's your heart? Beating normally again??
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I think I would have reacted the exact same way... but thankfully you had properly secured him in his chair!!
Blessings-
Amanda
What an intense story, my heart was racing, I felt your pain! Wow glad the he is ok. We sometimes don't put the tray, now I will!
My guilt- I was trying to get ready one day in the bathroom and my son who was just under two at the time, was going up and down our stairs, I mean he has it down pat and can do it fine but going up and down and up down, I just new it was going to happen. He was going to fall. I kept telling him to stop but not really doing anything about it. And then I heard the - thump thump thump-scream.........
Poor guy he was fine but my heart stopped for a moment.
Glad to hear everything was fine. That is a scary moment. Charley is in a booster seat too. We scoot her up to the table and everything is the perfect height for her to actually sit at it with her knees under the table.
How scary!
Mama Guilt today is how my 3 yr told me he wasn't feeling so good and I told him to stop whining to get attention. He learned this from a friend at preschool. We had a stint of it last month. My 16 month old is cutting 2 bottom molars (the top just came in a couple of weeks ago) and is extra fussy and cranky. I have been carrying her around a whole lot more than usual. So Cole comes up to me and says he doesn't feel good and wants me to hold him too, while I am trying to fix breakfast. I tell him that he is just fine and he needs to act like a big boy. He looks down, all teary eyed and softly says "Otay". Then takes about 3 steps and throws up all over the floor. MAMA GUILT!! I have been being the most attentive Mommy ever the rest of the day. Charley's entire naptime was entirely consumed by Mom and Cole snuggle time. We pumped in the liquids and ate crackers while we watched way more tv than I ever allow. All holding my sweet little man. I still feel sooooo very guilty!
I am the queen of mama guilt! Glad your little man is ok
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