::insert hysterical laughter here::
Yael and three cousins were in the backyard pool here in Florida, Yael and the youngest were using floaties. I went outside to keep half an eye on the kids, while reading a book.
I looked up from my book just as Yael (minus her floatie) overbalanced while trying to grab a different floatie and fell in. It took me a few moments for me to grasp what was going on and then I ran for the pool.
Please note that I was fully dressed, with my phone in my pocket. But it turns out that when you're seeing your daughter's head bobbing underwater, you don't worry much about that. I tried to jump down onto the small ledge to haul Yael out, but she's too heavy and I ended up half-falling, half-flinging myself in.
I grabbed Yael, planted my feet on the bottom of the pool, and pretty much tossed her onto the ledge, hauled myself up next to her, and at that point other adults started to arrive on the scene.
Yael was crying and I was comforting her. At this point I realized my phone might be toast and my BIL took it off to try and fix it. We'll see. It might be an ex-phone.
My MIL (again with the underestimating) took one look at my face and dug through the cabinets in order to find a lone packet of hot cocoa. That helped. But basically I'm not quite done yet with the nervous breakdown.
I...yikes. That was one of the worst moments of my life and as you know, Bob, I've had some pretty horrible moments.
I mean, she wasn't really in any danger, as Ariel assures me he was a few seconds behind me. But what if I hadn't looked up? What if Ariel had gone to change his son's diaper? All it would have taken was a few minutes difference and who knows what would have happened.
Yeah, still freaking out. Will I ever allow Yael out of my sight again? Tune in to find out. I'm rather proud that I did allow her back in the pool with her Uncle Mayer, although I couldn't watch for a little while. Happily, she's completely nontraumatized.
::hysterical laughter:: Um, if there was ever a time I could use some Internet hugs, this would be it. (Why are "hysterical" and "freaked out" not mood options?)
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I looked up from my book just as Yael (minus her floatie) overbalanced while trying to grab a different floatie and fell in. It took me a few moments for me to grasp what was going on and then I ran for the pool.
Please note that I was fully dressed, with my phone in my pocket. But it turns out that when you're seeing your daughter's head bobbing underwater, you don't worry much about that. I tried to jump down onto the small ledge to haul Yael out, but she's too heavy and I ended up half-falling, half-flinging myself in.
I grabbed Yael, planted my feet on the bottom of the pool, and pretty much tossed her onto the ledge, hauled myself up next to her, and at that point other adults started to arrive on the scene.
Yael was crying and I was comforting her. At this point I realized my phone might be toast and my BIL took it off to try and fix it. We'll see. It might be an ex-phone.
My MIL (again with the underestimating) took one look at my face and dug through the cabinets in order to find a lone packet of hot cocoa. That helped. But basically I'm not quite done yet with the nervous breakdown.
I...yikes. That was one of the worst moments of my life and as you know, Bob, I've had some pretty horrible moments.
I mean, she wasn't really in any danger, as Ariel assures me he was a few seconds behind me. But what if I hadn't looked up? What if Ariel had gone to change his son's diaper? All it would have taken was a few minutes difference and who knows what would have happened.
Yeah, still freaking out. Will I ever allow Yael out of my sight again? Tune in to find out. I'm rather proud that I did allow her back in the pool with her Uncle Mayer, although I couldn't watch for a little while. Happily, she's completely nontraumatized.
::hysterical laughter:: Um, if there was ever a time I could use some Internet hugs, this would be it. (Why are "hysterical" and "freaked out" not mood options?)
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comments. Please feel free to comment either here or there.