First of all, I want to thank all of you who have sent beautiful heartwarming messages to me and all the get well wishes for my boy, I read him all the messages when we where at the hospital but to be honest it helped me more than him.
They say that children get into accidents all the time and no matter how careful we are with them, it happens. It is never our fault and no matter how much we try to prevent certain things from happening, they happen.
Since my son was born, I have been one of those overprotective mothers who are absolutely afraid of EVERYTHING… Even before, when I was pregnant I had borrowed my cousins Doppler so I would be able to hear my sons heart beat every day. When he was born, I would check his breathing (I am not joking) every 5 minutes. For the first 3 months he slept on my chest just so I could feel him breathing. I still till this day, will wake up in the middle of the night to check his breathing. If he gets sick, I fear the worst and I immediately have him checked for everything. When the time came for RG to start solid food I thought I was going to drive my self crazy with all the scenarios that went through my head. I was so scared he would choke that I would cut his food in such small pieces, poor thing probably couldn’t taste anything. (I am laughing now, but back then it was a big fear of mine) When he first started walking I was sure he would fall on his face that I found my self holding my breath every time. I worry so much about him getting hurt, that I have no idea how this accident happened and it breaks my heart when I think of his pain that horrible day…