heart stopping moment
So it's no big news that Luke is a little mischievous, curious, dangerous, agile, unsteady, sneaky and stealthy. All of these can be good things. But when combined together, they create a TERRIBLE situation...at least from a mom's perspective. The other day all these adjectives came together...and stopped my heart.
Luke was being especially fussy this day and we were trying to get ready to make our way out of the door for our regular Sunday soccer game. So naturally, Tim and I were both in the bedroom, kinda, trying to entertain Luke as we pack up. Tim left the room for some reason and I was walking out and coming right back in less than 2 seconds...LITERALLY (notice the urgency to explain myself, which means I'm a little guilt-ridden)!
I walk out of the room, hear a drawer open from our double-wide dresser. I say, "Luke, close the drawer," as I walk into his room, grab something, and begin to turn around to walk back, I hear a noise...the biggest crash I've ever heard. My heart stopped for a moment. I almost paused for a moment to see if I could hear him crying. Because if I didn't hear him crying, and I entered the room, I could find him and myself in a situation that I never want to be in. This pause felt like forever, and then I finally hear a faint cry, which means he is UNDER WHATEVER FELL! I run back into our bedroom (mind you, I just walked into Luke's room which is less than 2 yards from ours) and find the dresser completely toppled over, but luckily our bed was cushioning the fall. He was stuck under the drawers of the dresser! My goodness, it couldn't be more visible about how God watches over us!
I ran in, tried to pull the dresser off of Luke, but couldn't lift it and reach him at the same time. I called, "Tim! Tim!" He comes running in, swoops down, lifts the dresser like He-Man, and grabs my freightful son. It felt so good to have him in my arms; screaming, but alive and in my arms! Thank God, nothing was wrong with him. Of course, he wouldn't let go of me long enough for us to check him over, but he clearly had no concussion, no bruising, no bleeding and all bones seemed to be in the correct place. Luke was so scared, as was I and Tim too.
This is one of those reminders that your life can change within one milisecond. Like I said before, I was absent for less than 2 seconds and this could have ended very differently. I never want to have that moment in my heart again where I'm thinking, "oh my goodness, is he alive?" The best moment was the crying sound he made which immediately told me my son was at least not unconscious. Unfortunately, I think I will have many more of those moments. Maybe God is just preparing me slowly for what is to come with a boy so full of curiousity...
I LOVE my little guy and haven't left his side since all of this occurred. I thank God everyday for all the wonderful aspects Luke brings to our lives. In result of the events, we spent the whole day on Monday doing whatever he wanted:) Did I mention I love my little guy?
Luke was being especially fussy this day and we were trying to get ready to make our way out of the door for our regular Sunday soccer game. So naturally, Tim and I were both in the bedroom, kinda, trying to entertain Luke as we pack up. Tim left the room for some reason and I was walking out and coming right back in less than 2 seconds...LITERALLY (notice the urgency to explain myself, which means I'm a little guilt-ridden)!
I walk out of the room, hear a drawer open from our double-wide dresser. I say, "Luke, close the drawer," as I walk into his room, grab something, and begin to turn around to walk back, I hear a noise...the biggest crash I've ever heard. My heart stopped for a moment. I almost paused for a moment to see if I could hear him crying. Because if I didn't hear him crying, and I entered the room, I could find him and myself in a situation that I never want to be in. This pause felt like forever, and then I finally hear a faint cry, which means he is UNDER WHATEVER FELL! I run back into our bedroom (mind you, I just walked into Luke's room which is less than 2 yards from ours) and find the dresser completely toppled over, but luckily our bed was cushioning the fall. He was stuck under the drawers of the dresser! My goodness, it couldn't be more visible about how God watches over us!
I ran in, tried to pull the dresser off of Luke, but couldn't lift it and reach him at the same time. I called, "Tim! Tim!" He comes running in, swoops down, lifts the dresser like He-Man, and grabs my freightful son. It felt so good to have him in my arms; screaming, but alive and in my arms! Thank God, nothing was wrong with him. Of course, he wouldn't let go of me long enough for us to check him over, but he clearly had no concussion, no bruising, no bleeding and all bones seemed to be in the correct place. Luke was so scared, as was I and Tim too.
This is one of those reminders that your life can change within one milisecond. Like I said before, I was absent for less than 2 seconds and this could have ended very differently. I never want to have that moment in my heart again where I'm thinking, "oh my goodness, is he alive?" The best moment was the crying sound he made which immediately told me my son was at least not unconscious. Unfortunately, I think I will have many more of those moments. Maybe God is just preparing me slowly for what is to come with a boy so full of curiousity...
I LOVE my little guy and haven't left his side since all of this occurred. I thank God everyday for all the wonderful aspects Luke brings to our lives. In result of the events, we spent the whole day on Monday doing whatever he wanted:) Did I mention I love my little guy?
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