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Weezir
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I’ll try and make this brief…
I have 3 children…12, 9, 23 months. My 12 year old babysits for me 8 hours/ week…She has had the Red Cross babysitters course and we’ve had no major problems…until yesterday. I laid my youngest down for a nap, told my other two that I was going to lay down also. This isn’t unusual.
My youngest apparently got up earlier from his nap than usual. [Now this child is a difficult child…more like 23 months going on 4…very active…very demanding.] The older two were watching him. My daughter went online…assuming my 9 year was playing with him. My 9 year old was in his room playing…assuming my 12 year old was playing with him.
There was a knock on the door. The gentleman who was at the door told them that there was a little boy in a diaper with a dog on the railroad tracks. Did I mention that we not only have a railroad tracks running the length of our property but that we also border on a river? The other part to this is that we had to put a deadbolt on our door (which he has figured out) and now a chainlock…to keep him indoors.
Anyway…my children were outside getting him when I woke up. My daughter and I DROVE on the road to the other end of the tracks to get the two boys. There were a couple of other vehicles there…waiting for the “boy in the diaper” to be rescued from the train bridge…yes, the train bridge! I got the whole story once we got home. I told them I was going in the bedroom to pray when there was another knock on the door. It was a woman police officer! Someone had called it in and she wanted to make sure the child got to the right home. She wanted the story. I told her what happened. She just asked that I talk to my older children about how important it is to keep a close eye on 2 year olds. I broke down at that point…the what ifs were overwhelming! What if someone had kidnapped him? What if he would’ve fell between the railroad ties into the river or got stuck? What if a train had come? What if? What if? It is haunting me! I took the kids to the park and we played and had a great time. But by the time we came home, it was settled in my brain again!
So this is my question…I’ve prayed to God …I’ve thanked him for keeping my son safe…I’ve thanked our dear Mother Mary because she had to have had a hand in his safety somehow…I went to the man’s house who came and let us know our son was on the tracks and thanked him. I want to let this go…is there a saint that can help me?
I am a good mother. My children are great kids…this was an unfortunate accident/incident. However, I don’t know if I can let them babysit for me any more.
Any suggestions? Be gentle with any criticism…my heart can’t take it right now.
~Weezir
I have 3 children…12, 9, 23 months. My 12 year old babysits for me 8 hours/ week…She has had the Red Cross babysitters course and we’ve had no major problems…until yesterday. I laid my youngest down for a nap, told my other two that I was going to lay down also. This isn’t unusual.
My youngest apparently got up earlier from his nap than usual. [Now this child is a difficult child…more like 23 months going on 4…very active…very demanding.] The older two were watching him. My daughter went online…assuming my 9 year was playing with him. My 9 year old was in his room playing…assuming my 12 year old was playing with him.
There was a knock on the door. The gentleman who was at the door told them that there was a little boy in a diaper with a dog on the railroad tracks. Did I mention that we not only have a railroad tracks running the length of our property but that we also border on a river? The other part to this is that we had to put a deadbolt on our door (which he has figured out) and now a chainlock…to keep him indoors.
Anyway…my children were outside getting him when I woke up. My daughter and I DROVE on the road to the other end of the tracks to get the two boys. There were a couple of other vehicles there…waiting for the “boy in the diaper” to be rescued from the train bridge…yes, the train bridge! I got the whole story once we got home. I told them I was going in the bedroom to pray when there was another knock on the door. It was a woman police officer! Someone had called it in and she wanted to make sure the child got to the right home. She wanted the story. I told her what happened. She just asked that I talk to my older children about how important it is to keep a close eye on 2 year olds. I broke down at that point…the what ifs were overwhelming! What if someone had kidnapped him? What if he would’ve fell between the railroad ties into the river or got stuck? What if a train had come? What if? What if? It is haunting me! I took the kids to the park and we played and had a great time. But by the time we came home, it was settled in my brain again!
So this is my question…I’ve prayed to God …I’ve thanked him for keeping my son safe…I’ve thanked our dear Mother Mary because she had to have had a hand in his safety somehow…I went to the man’s house who came and let us know our son was on the tracks and thanked him. I want to let this go…is there a saint that can help me?
I am a good mother. My children are great kids…this was an unfortunate accident/incident. However, I don’t know if I can let them babysit for me any more.
Any suggestions? Be gentle with any criticism…my heart can’t take it right now.
~Weezir
