Yesterday, Baby boy burned himself playing with the iron I was using. I thought I put the iron out of his reach but I must have underestimated his ability to stretch his body to go for objects out of his reach. What happened is that the iron still hot fell on his hand and burned him. He cried and I tried to soothe his pain by applying cold water on the wound.After a trip to the doc,he is doing fine. He just needs to have his hand cleaned and treated with a cream for a while.
Accidents happen. This was a major one. It scared the "s..." out of me, excuse my French. I was warned since Little Prince was crawling and cruising, that I should pay more attention to him. I should put all dangerous objects out of his reach, avoid carrying hot foods or drinks around him...blah,blah,blah...
I was being careful because I am the last person who would want something terrible to happen to my Baby. But accidents happen.
Baby Boy already fell many times from my bed where he was sleeping. He knocked his head more than twice on our coffee table; he bumped his skull on the floor, he even managed to jam his hand inside one of our cupboards.
You may ask, why we did not baby proof our house or at least buy a small play yard to put him in? Well,the answer is simple, I come from a place where we do not baby proof, period. In my house, my Mother made sure that her children were safe, but it was not by putting gates on dangerous places or put locks on cupboards. She put dangerous things out of our reach, and she let us go to the adventure. Only when you let children free to discover the world around them, that they can learn and bloom.
I am not sure Little Prince learned from this accident. But I sure did learn something: never to iron near him again...
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