It was a mom. A mom, chasing her 5.5 year old for a game of tag. It was at a great accessible playground with dynamic sloping ground—that happens to slope in a weird way right before a walkway between the slides, at just the wrong height for an adult. I bumped my head in the SAME SPOT not 15 minutes earlier, and started to tell this to the mom who was injured.

I didn’t have the sterile gauze supply that I normally do because my kid is always getting hurt—so another mom offered a diaper. It was a very serious gash along eyebrow.

She didn’t want to call for ambulance because of financial reasons (FUCK THIS DUMBASS COUNTRY) so I offered to drive her to urgent care, but fucked up by complicating the situation because of car seat etc. After getting a better look at the depth of the gash I told her she needed emergency room. It looked beyond the scope of chain business urgent care. I hope I was right. She was able to call her mom to meet at ED, and after EMTs showed up I tried to distract, reassure, watch and give snacks to her kid who was same age as my kid.

I can’t stop thinking about how such a random accident will affect her. I wish I got their info just to check in or DoorDash them some food or try to help… planning to write and call complaints to Parks department tomorrow. She was doing everything right, momming so hard. Playing tag with her kid. This shit is relentless.

Hi everyone. Feeling like a horrible mom and looking for some advice/reassurance. My baby (16 months today) fell out of a chair and hit the front of his head on our hardwood floor. I was not in the room when he fell. My husband was playing with him, and I guess he wasn’t able to grab our son before he fell. My husband said that he immediately cried, but then lost consciousness for 10-15 seconds. He said his eyes rolled back, and he went limp. When he came to, my husband said our son immediately started crying. We instantly rushed him to the hospital. He cried the entire 10 minute drive there, but appeared sleepy and like he wanted to dose off. When we got to the hospital, he screamed and fought the nurses the entire time. It took three of them just to put the pulse ox on his toe. Because of his alertness, strength, vitals, and exam they elected to just observe him instead of performing a ct scan. As we waited for a bed to open, my son fell asleep, however it was his nap time at this point. He woke up as we were walking to the open bed and was significantly calmer. He had a big snack and some water. He was acting like himself and was very curious about all of equipment and new sounds. He fought the doctor again upon her reevaluation, and the doctor confirmed that a ct was not necessary. She told us the signs to watch for and to follow up with the pediatrician tomorrow morning. My son has been acting like his normal happy and silly self since we got home around noon.
I’m so incredibly grateful that he is okay, but I’m so concerned that he has a slow brain bleed or something will happen overnight, and I won’t wake up. We just moved into a new house, and I cannot get his Owlet sock to connect to the wifi. I’m considering sleeping on the floor of his nursery just to be safe. Has anyone had something similar happen to their LO that can offer some advice or positivity? He’s my entire world, and I’m just distraught over this entire situation. Thank you in advance!

TLDR; son hit his head and loss consciousness. ER said he appeared okay, but I’m worried something will change. Looking for advice or positive experiences.

I feel like as soon as your first kid is born, all everyone can think or ask about is that second kid… as if your first kid only gets the glory from when you announce your pregnancy until they’re born. As soon as that first kid pops out, everyone already starts talking about so when are you having the next…

Hmm, no thank you! Let me enjoy my first kid please and let me even decide if I want to have a second kid or not. The way everyone treats it, it feels “illegal” not even want a second kid.

Im 21 weeks pregnant and Im so over hearing Im not going to sleep and everyone being all “your life is over”. Im so done with this talk.

Pleaseeee I need to hear the fun stuff! Watching movies together, cute moments before bed, having fun doing ANYTHING, cute stuff they say. Tell me anything 😭🙏🏻🩷 thank you.

She's been saying "I love you" for a bit now, but it seemed more like parroting rather than understanding what she was saying. It is always nice to hear, but tonight it was deliberate. As i was laying next to her, I delivered my usual goodnight spiel which always ends with I love you. She usually ignores me and acts silly or tries to play to avoid bedtime. But tonight she paused, looked at me with a smile and said "I love you too, mom!" clear as a bell before lunging at me for a big hug. I couldn't stop the tears from coming. When she pulled away she saw them and was concerned, asking "what's wrong, mom?" I assured her they were happy tears.

This kid is truly the best thing that has ever happened to me. I had a rough start to life, but I'd do it all over again knowing it would lead to her. I am so grateful that I get to be her mom every day. My biological mother was abusive and eventually dipped out when I was 7. I thought i might have more empathy for her after becoming a mother myself, but I understand her even less than I did before. My daughter has redefined love for me. There is nothing I wouldn't do to ensure that she feels safe and loved, as all children deserve.

Anyway, I'm counting my lucky stars tonight and just needed somewhere to express myself. This parenting stuff is tough at times, but man, when it's good, it's GOOD.

I'm 9 weeks with a 2 year old and I don't think I can do it.

My toddler hasn't slept through the night since she was born. I don't know what the fuck to do with her anymore. We've graduated to a big girl bed but she won't stay in it. I don't even have the energy to type out how fucking frustrating she is.

I love her more than life itself but I am so goddamn exhausted and fatigued. She's so incredibly clingy and never lets my husband do anything with her. It's all me.

I get breaks on Fridays and it's great but I don't think I'm emotionally strong enough to handle 2 children. And that makes me feel like shit because my own neglectful pill head mother had 4 kids and so does my sister in law, they're both trainwrecks and I don't know HOW THEY COPE WITH MORE THAN 1 CHILD.

I find myself letting her watch Bluey and Ms Rachel a lot because I can't handle it on my own. My husband works and I stay home so it's all on me.

I can't survive this

Going in for my induction tomorrow and packing my bag tonight. All I’ve packed are my toiletries, 2 pairs of pajamas/sweats for me, 2 outfits for baby, blanket, iPad, phone, charger.

I’ve never really needed anything more than this…I’ve learned those hospital bag lists are full of a bunch of unnecessary things that the hospital already has on hand or are just plain unnecessary because why?

How light have the rest of you repeat moms packed?

My boy is 2.5, and he needs a lot of calories everyday or we enter tantrum/meltdown mode. Up until 2 weeks ago, he was still drinking 3-5 10oz bottles of homo milk per day, plus meals, plus snacks. He regularly poops 3 times per day, he’s 40 pounds.. not a bit of fat on him, he’s tall and solid. he has a high metabolism. He is fed good food (we fish and hunt all of our meat), doesn’t eat much sugar (only if it’s in a yogurt or fruit or other random snacks).

He eats a lot.

2 weeks ago his bottle broke. I took the opportunity to get him off the milk (I was having to change his diaper 2x per night, and sometimes he would still leak - so I was doing massive amounts of laundry). He still has a cup of milk here and there, but without the bottle, he doesn’t have much interest.

Good news - no wake ups for milk in the middle of the night anymore, and no diaper changes after he goes to bed. Also.. no more insane amounts of laundry!

Bad news - he is hangry.

Today, he had Greek yogurt, grapes and toast for breakfast. He then French fries and a hamburger for lunch. Also has 2 squeeze packs, 2 ziplock bags full of popcorn, carrots, celery, an apple with peanut butter, and by the time we reached supper.. he was having a full blown hangry meltdown.

I made some elk hamburger helper for supper.. and he ate two plates full, and is back to being my happy boy.

I need help getting this boy full throughout the day. I’m going to the grocery store tomorrow, and am going to grab some ingredients for shakes.. but I’m desperate for more ideas.

Looking for help from mamas that have experience with this

I have a 2 year old daughter and have always taught my daughter the correct words for her vagina and vulva, and she also knows that boys have penises (we have a male dog so we’ve had the pointing and the “what’s that” conversation).

We were over my mother’s a few days ago and my Nana was there (she’s in her 80’s) and my daughter said “mammy my nappy is annoying my vagina”. My Nana gasped! 😂

I said “yes I know, we teach her the correct words, we haven’t quite taught the time and a place yet or maybe whispering it”

And my Nana found it hilarious, and said it’s a first she’s heard a toddler use the correct words and it caught her off guard and made her cringe a little.

I obviously explained why we are teaching her the correct words and that these words shouldn’t be something to be ashamed of.

Has anyone else had experiences with this sort of thing? What are other people’s opinions on teaching your children the correct words for their body parts?

EDIT: I would just like to say to the people who comment saying “you should’ve corrected her, her nappy was annoying her ‘vulva’ not her ‘vagina’. I am aware of this, she is 2, so she is still very very young, so of course she is going to say the wrong thing sometimes. It is hard to teach a 2 year old that the ‘inside’ is called the vagina. 2 year olds are not even aware that they have an ‘inside’.

My son has a hard time managing his emotions, and he is in therapy for it.

He can be hurtful with the words he chooses when he’s upset, but I try to brush it off and work on calming him down before discussing how his words can hurt people.

When his dad is home, my son will tell him that I am mean, I won’t let him do anything, and he got ___ punishment for doing ____. His dad will backpedal my punishments and dismiss his poor choices - resulting in son not respecting me.

A few minutes ago, I asked my son to stop throwing squishes to ceiling, as it leaves marks. He completely spiraled and said how mean I am, I never let him do anything, I always yell at him and then I always yell at his dad, I want everyone in the house to be miserable. I ask him to stop, but it only escalates things. I asked his dad to help and he snaps, “see? Good job son. Now she’s yelling at me.” And my son replies, “yeah I know, that’s all she ever does.”

I came to my room and now I’m crying. I have no family. No support. My son hates me, our relationship is so strained and it feels like we are miles apart from each other. Every time I try to discuss what’s happening with my husband, it always falls back on me being the problem. I am so tired.

Hello. I am a mom to four, but am posting about my friends kids as she's asked for my help with them.

My best friend has three girls aged 7, 9 & 11. The girls have always shared a room relatively okay, but the last couple of weeks they have become absolutely vile to one another. They go to bed at 8, but will be up screaming at each other for hours after bedtime. One tells another to shut up, to stop moving, and then all three are fighting.

I drove over tonight to help as they behave for me, but omfg. I could hear them from the driveway. She is telling them to be quiet even five minutes easily. If she ignores them they all end up sobbing and getting up anyway.

My teens have never fought like this. I literally have no idea how to help her. She's completely exhausted.

Any and all ideas would be so appreciated. She is at the point where she's admitted wanting to slap them just to see if it'll shock them into silence. She would never, but she's sitting across from me as I type and she's literally shaking with anger.

She has removed all privileges (no fun snacks, screens, toys in their rooms, no park, etc) and nothing has changed. I have told them to cut it out a few times now and they say sorry to me but are back at it within minutes.

She has thought about giving up her room and sleeping on the couch, but that still leaves two sharing still and she doesn't honestly want to sleep on the couch, and I don't think she should have to.

FTM to a 4 month old. I feel like I have no village. No one bothers to ask me how I’m doing. I feel so sad and lonely at times and I’m not sure how to keep going.

My 3 year old daughter is so badly behaved, I genuinely don’t know what to do. My husband feels the same,. I am so lost and miserable. It’s gotten worse the past couple weeks.

She refuses to pick up her toys time and time again so we took away all of her toys. Like every single one because we got so tired of it.

We took away tv time because she doesn’t listen to anything else we say.

I can’t put her in timeout because I’m almost 8 months pregnant, suffering from severe pubic symphysis and she kicks. I’m scared she’ll kick me in the stomach because she kicks HARD.

We are not a spanking type of punishment family.

I have never felt so lost and worthless as a mother. It’s so overstimulating when she’s yelling in my face that I yell back and feel like shit. Like she’ll be okay for a few days, listen well and earn a few toys back. Then the next day she’s right back to defying what we ask and not listening so we take all the toys right back.

I’m aware this time is stressful for everyone with a new baby coming, school starting and what not, but oh my god I am seriously done.

I don’t really know why I’m posting here, I just feel so lost and hopeless

I took two tests one came out half positive so it was half a blue line and the other one was a extremely faint blue line. One of my friends couldn’t even see it has that happened to anyone and they were pregnant? I have been so nauseous and so hungry but can barely eat like I have 1 million different weird symptoms.

I am at a lose. My job has been threatened because my son is sick so much from daycare and yet they send him home for the sniffles and cough. I missed 2 weeks last month. I don’t know what to do. How do I work and get him care?

How do you workout, enjoy your hobbies, hang out with friends, etc, while working full time and spending time with your family?

I feel like im always sacrificing something... i know I cant have it all but still...

that surprised you (with lots to do) and that it is perfect for a weekend trip!

Can moms who had really long tough traumatic labors tell me their second was better? I’m surrounded by friends who went unmedicated 10 hour labors with their first and i feel like an outsider. i got morphine and an epidural to cope with the intense pain and was running on no sleep. i tried to go unmedicated but it was too hard. i am afraid of going through that again but i love being a mom and want to have more kids. looking for some solidarity. where i live in california everyone is fit happy and healthy and has home births and talk about their babies coming right out in 2 hours and saying it’s easy just breathe…… sorry but i dont want to talk to those people. labor is hard and traumatic….unless its not and it got easier for you as you had more kids?? please be kind in the comments i’m a young ftm who doesn’t have many mom friends to relate with.

We celebrate all small victories around here and I’m so excited about this I just have to share.

My almost 13 month old has NEVER slept through the night. Literally not once. Her crib has always been in our bedroom since I have to get up so many times, and I often brought her to bed with me so I wasn’t getting up every hour. We live in a 2br currently and my 5yo has the other bedroom. The plan has always been for them to start sharing a room once the baby slept through the night.

I started noticing that she would wake way more frequently once I came to bed for the night, which makes sense because her crib was 10 feet away from our bed. I finally thought “well let’s just move her to the other room. If it goes terribly then we’ll just move her right back.” Y’all. She is sleeping 4-5 hour stretches now on day 3 which is HUGE for us!!! She did cry a couple times the first night, I was super worried about affecting my 5yo’s sleep but she did not even notice!

I finally have my bedroom back to myself!!!! I have always been the type of person who prefers to lounge in bed vs on the couch, and I was able to put my craft desk back once the crib was moved too. Not to mention that hubby and I finally have our own “adult” space again now after a very long whole year.

I thought it might help everyone sleep better but I did not even realize how much better I would feel having her in her own room. I do miss her snuggles but I am so excited for all of us!

Kay that’s it 🩷 going to sleep now without a baby on my boob!!! 🥳

Without going into detail, it’s been hanging by a thread for years and years. Now I’ve finally had enough to where I not only feel justified in leaving, but honestly it’s kindof at a point where it’s my responsibility to finally set a firm, hard boundary. Like if I went into detail about my side of it all, there’s not a sane person who would try to convince me to stay. All they’d be asking is, what took me so long?

As much as I yearn for that independence, and the ability to make choices for myself that don’t require the approval of someone with whom I disagree so profoundly about so many things; as much as I look forward to peace and quiet instead of listening to someone’s irrational or angry rantings about their life while seemingly oblivious to the fact that I also have my own things to be stressed out about. As done as I am living with someone who seems perfectly fine riding coattails while simultaneously acting like he’s the only one who contributes, that no one else works as hard as he does….

I’m afraid to be alone. Moreso from a safety standpoint than anything. I can reinforce the locks, get cameras and a security system, is that enough?

I cant lie, a big part of me is also afraid of ending up in another dead end relationship I can’t get out of because I see the good in people who only want to use me 🫠 what if the evil I know is less scary than the evil I haven’t met yet? I just need to find my backbone, put on my big girl panties, and say fuck them boys. No man has ever lived up to my stupid romantic fantasies of love and loyal companionship.. for my daughters I need to learn to be an independent strong woman.

TL,DR; SINGLE MOMS: how did you convince yourself to take the leap into single freedom when you may have had fears about being alone (physical safety, financial security, or social vulnerability?)

This morning I was sitting on my bed while my 8 yr old son was using the bathroom. He came into my room and says, "mom, there's something weird in the toilet"

I didn't think anything of it because the toilet was due for a cleaning, lol.

I told him to not worry about it.

What came next is something out of a horror movie.

He then says, "well, I used your toothbrush to poke it"

...............................

YOU DID WHAT??????!!!!!!!!!!

YALL.

WHY IS THIS MY LIFE 😭😭😭😭😭😭

All I can think about is if he HADN'T TOLD ME and HAS HE DONE THIS BEFORE?!?!?!?

I am locking up my freakin toothbrush lmfao

Redditors are so creative, and I am not. My son is 16 months old and I wanna start thinking about Halloween costumes. His current favourite word is egg, he just runs around saying egg all day long. It's adorable. I want to do an egg theme Halloween costume for him, my husband and I. These are the only ones Ive come up with. Eggs, bacon and toast (baby being a fried egg and my husband and I being bacon and toast). The other one Ive thought of is my baby being an egg that is hatching and us being chickens? Or farmers? Idk, I need ideas! Also, would love it to be simple as I am not crafty!

Thanks ya'll!

It’s still a year away but I’ve been looking pre-k programs up all night. We were originally going to wait until kiddo was 5 and start him in Kinder. He just turned 3. We were looking into a 2 days a week mini-Montessori school but they called us back early on his trial day because he would not stop running around the classroom. Said they’d call us next week after other families have their trial day but I’m pretty sure he won’t be accepted because he was too disruptive. I was shocked because he’s generally pretty chill. We can go out to restaurants and coffee shops and have chill play dates without him being a handful but apparently he went wild. He’s never been to daycare or any structured learning program so now I’m thinking he might need a proper pre-k experience. It just sucks because all the programs here are full-time and I really enjoy taking him to storytime at the library or other kids stuff they have during school hours and well, those experiences won’t be able to happen anymore. I guess I wanted to know when you started your kiddos in school. If your kids struggled? If pre-k was some kind of miracle worker? If having them home longer was actually better? Just thoughts and experiences in general.