On my Facebook feed I see acquaintances with children who seem to have really unsafe homes. Just as an example, I saw a photo yesterday of a one year old sitting beside a Christmas tree with plug sockets and a glass table visible in the background. For me, all these three things seem like a a bit dangerous and I know that for a start my 18 month old would head straight for the tree, start pulling off and eating parts of the tree and playing with the sockets.
While I am happy in my own decision not to have glass tables, or a Christmas tree or sockets within reach, I sometimes think back to such photos and wonder if I, and more specifically my OH, are overly cautious with our own home. This happened today, when my son learned how to climb on top of our dining chairs and onto the table and my partner suggested we get rid of the table - or at least the chairs, so he wouldn't be able to climb up.
As usual, I looked at him like he was off his rocker and refused. But the problem is, I can't deny that yes, there is a chance he could fall off and land at the wrong angle and seriously injure himself or worse. My partner's reply was that if it happened, could I forgive myself, given that I had refused to get rid of them? No, I couldn't.
The thing is, we live in a one bedroom flat which now is starting to look very bare. My OH always seems to be moaning about getting rid of this or that piece of furniture because it has sharp edges or something. I have agreed to things which I feel are sensible, but I keep telling him that we can't wrap him in cotton wool, and that he will go straight for all the dangerous things at other people's houses and not know how to navigate them safely because we have made his world 'too safe'. Or something like that.
Am I being too reckless or is he being to paranoid?