I was on a run this morning when I came across a homeless women who's 18 month old baby had stopped breathing and who's heart had stopped beating. I cleared the airway and gave CPR and rescue breaths till paramedics arrived but the little guy was too far gone.I have kids of my own and I've worked as a lifeguard and have babysat so many kids over the years that it isn't even funny and can keep a cool head when shit goes sideways but holding a baby as they take their last gasps for breath has messed with me on a whole new level that I'm having a hard time comprehending. I'm not even sure what the point of this is but I have to pick my own kids up from school in a few hours and need to get my shit together but haven't been able to go more than five minutes without bursting into tears. I went to Target to buy bubbles for my own kids to let them know I love them after all this and was crying like a buffoon in the toy isle.I can't even imagine the pain and suffering that mother must be going through right now and the whole time I was giving CPR she was apologizing to me because her other kid was crying. My own kids are going to know something is up within minutes even if I try to hide it from them and I'm not sure what to say. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2qSf3Qz
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