We had just sat down to eat (a late dinner at 8:30) and A had been in her highchair eating and watching me cook and clean up. When it was time for me to eat A wanted out of her chair to sit with me. Reluctantly I picked her up and let her sit in my lap while I ate. Her paci was in so I gave her a nearby water bottle and top to play with. Rhett had gone out back to get his wings off the grill and everything else becomes a blur. I just remember A coughing, gagging and not really making many noises. She was breathing, I don't think she ever stopped. I panicked and ran to the door with A slung over my arm yelling and screaming for Rhett to help. Meanwhile I am smacking A on the back as her stomach is pressed against my forearm and as soon as I step outside the blue top from my Dasani water bottle comes flying from her mouth. She began her screaming, crying, trying to catch her breath fit as she usually does when she is really hurt. Me freaking out and shaking in the process didn't help her nerves, I'm sure. While I sat down with her, hugging her, squeezing her because I was SO upset, I began to wonder if there was something else she was choking on and of course there wasn't. It hurt her feelings that I was so upset and I know that she sensed that. All in all, we are ok and learned alot about small pieces. See, Reese never did that. Put small objects that didn't belong in his mouth. Either that or I didn't allow him to play with things like that. I'm a bad mother I guess, who knows. Lessoned learned. I hugged her, held her, kissed her, talked to her, and prayed over her asking God to forgive me and to protect her from all harm that comes her way in life. I did not want to put her in her bed. I just wanted to hold her all night long, as if I could protect her from life.
Tomorrow first thing, I am going around and removing all small toys and objects that I find. I DO NOT want to go through this again.
I love my girl more than life itself!!!