Momversation Monday: Bad Mom Moment

EDIT: For some reason this was scheduled to post on Monday, but it got posted today instead. Momversation Tuesday. Roll with it.
Today's post is inspired by this momversation:



My poor Baboo. He has a cold, is teething, bumped his head and got a goose egg, and had his shots yesterday. He's super clingy and will only sleep pressed right up against me. I'm about to rip my hair out, but I feel bad because he's the one whose suffering. I also should've been watching him when he clunked his head on the couch. Bad mama. I know he likes to crawl under the couch, I know to keep an eye on him or else he will push himself up on all fours while under there and knock him noggin on the frame, but I was--what else--on the computer and clearly had my eyes elsewhere. What's worse is that I heard him crying and didn't pick him up right away because I assumed he was just whining about something unimportant. You know, like being hungry or having a diaper full of poop. When I saw the huge lump on his head I screamed like I was in a horror movie and promised him I'd never go on the computer again. That lasted, oh, half an hour. My husband shot me daggers with his eyes for the rest of the day, even after the nurse at the health line asked me a bajillion questions (Do you think that if he couldn't move his arms and legs I'd be on the phone with you right now? Do you think that if he was having seizures we wouldn't be on the phone with 911 instead?) and then assured me that he was fine.

That was my worst mom moment so far, and what scares me is I know they're only going to get worse from here on out. First time he pees his pants and then cleans it up with my cashmere sweater? First time he gets detention for fighting at recess? First time he stays out all night and forgets to call? Heaven, help me.