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Friday, January 28, 2011

28/365 January 28, 2011

Yesterday, I very unfortunately watched the news. Well, we don't have cable, so I didn't actually watch the news. But someone posted this link on Facebook and I read some articles and was bothered by not only this incident, but several others.

"Baby Drowns While Mom is on Facebook" "He wanted time alone" she said.
"Missing Body of Mother Found"
"5 Year Old Drops Loaded Gun at School"
"Woman Confesses to Kidnapping Baby in 1987"
"Husband Found Dead in Home"
"Babysitter Strangled"

These were just a few that stood out to me.  I won't link them for your peace of mind.  You're welcome.

Robert was napping and the kids were "cleaning" their room.  They didn't interrupt me for two hours and I got completely sucked in and felt completely sick and nauseous.  I hate the news.  I hate. hate. hate. it.  I can't watch it.

I am deeply affected by this crap, and I can't.  I have to focus on smaller things in the world, because I just can't fathom these horrible things.

Once Robert awoke and was fed, he was playing with the magnets on the fridge.  I sat down on the couch for literally a few minutes when I heard him starting choking and gagging.

It took him a matter of minutes, he crawled across the kitchen and broke into the cabinet under the sink and (gasp) ate a dishwashing detergent capsule.

Okay, not really.  But he tried, and it was gross and he gagged.

It was literally minutes that the entire thing took place.  I grabbed the phone, grabbed the magnet for the poison control number, and grabbed Robert.  I was already on the phone waiting while rinsing his mouth and hands over the sink and reading the back of the container.  I am serious, everything was all within arms reach and over so quickly.

The Crime Scene
Of course, I realized that I had decided to take a photo after I closed the cabinet and placed the container back to appear as though it was the official crime scene.  Good thing this is not my job, I'd be horrible at it, huh?

Thankfully, mothering is my job, and most of the time, I am relatively good at that.  Taking care of Robert was my priority.

Lastly, I want to close with the fact he never threw it back up. He never had diarrhea.  He didn't act odd, or hurt, or scared.  It was like it never happened.

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