What is the worst accident you have been responsible for?

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This is intended to be a (fairly) light thread!

DS 1 pulled a cup of coffee I had left in his reach over him-was fine but scared me!

Worst thing I have done= DS1 was approx 9 months old and crawling, I trapped his fingers in the bathroom door! !

He nearly lost the top of one finger!!!!
When the ambulance came, I was in a worst state than he was-could not stop crying if you paid me. DH was at work and I was convinced I had amputated his finger!

As it was, he broke the top of it and has a scar and lost his nail but no real lasting damage!

Worst day of my life!

Am making light of it as felt completely irresponsible but knew it wasn't really my fault.

What was your worst moment that you were responsible for?

Ouch!

Fell up some concrete stairs whilst holding ds2 who was just a few months old.

Dropped ds1's wooden trike down the stairs - it bounced off and hit him full in the face

Oh God where to start?

Well, I am responsible for breaking ds2's leg when he was 19 months old and for scalding dd's arm when she was 9 months old leaving her with permanent scarring.

Shall I hang up my parenting hat now?

The death of a gerbil which ran under a door that i had just swung shut Bloody Awful.

In September this year I left some Mr Muscle kitchen spray out on the table in our kitchen.

DD (who will be 5 in Feb) got hold of it and sprayed it all over the floor, slipped on it and banged her head right on the corner of the kitchen table.

She didn't cut her head open (luckily the corner was quite rounded) but did have a huge bump and bruise for about 6 weeks (DH reckoned she looked like a Klingon!!!).

(I nearly slipped too in my rush to get to the freezer for ice)

I felt very guilty about leaving the spray out, although I only left it there for 2 minutes while I brough a cup of tea into DH who was on the computer.

My dh shut dd's foot in the sliding door of our car when she was 4 months oldluckily the bones were so soft no broken bones although spen tmost of the weekend in & out of casualty as the cast they put on kept falling off!

Jones-forgot! Only 2 days ago had been having a major Crimbo clean whilst grandand looked after both boys-left a multi-purpose cleaner with bleach on the kitchen table-DS2 comes down-turned my back on him for 1 minute and he manages to spray the bloody stuff in his eyes!
I literally hung his head under the cold tap!!!

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If leaving bottles of stuff around counts, I am guilty many more times over. Ds1 once fed ds2 the entire contents of a bottle of anbesol which I suppose I must take responsibility for as neither of them was over the age of 3 at the time.

Anbesol????

Teething liquid, also available as a gel, but it was the entire contents of a bottle of liquid that ds2 swallowed. Great parent, aren't I?

I'm guilty of leaving things out too ds drank half a 500ml bottle of calpol - he qon't do that again after the blood tests he had & hated

My DD is actually quite accident-prone.

Last November she fell over in the hallway after running out of the downstairs loo in her socks (we have laminate floor). She fell and hit her head on the skirting board by the front door. I then proceeded to take her to Mothercare for about an hour (Xmas shopping) and it was only when she went to the loo as we were leaving the shop that I realized the back of her head was covered in blood!!! (She hadn't said anything about her head hurting at all).

I then had to take DS back home to leave him with DH and then drive all the way back into Cardiff to the Casualty department at the hospital. She had to have the back of her head glued back together.

Not really responsible for that one, but felt very guilty at having dragged her round the shop whilst copious amounts of blood were leaking from her skull!!!!

Oh dear! You can smile about it now though-she was fine!!!

LM-You are a fantastic parent from what I can tell!

And this wasn't my fault, but last Christmas Day my DD had to go to casualty in the evening, as my gran (bless her) put the piano stool down on DD's bare foot, and then sat on it!!!

DD had to have an x-ray but luckily no bones were broken, just compressed as they were quite soft.

After two visits to casualty in less than two months I was worried we were going to get a visit from Social Services!!!

Well, not very good at keeping them from accidents though. I seem to be the only one here to have owned up to breaking one child's bone and permanently scarring another child....

I walked through a doorway holding DD when she was newborn and banged her head on the door frame - cried for about two hours (me, not her!).

The funniest accident I ever had not involving kids - (with hindsight it was funny, not at the time) was when I dropped a huge mirror through my double glazed windows when I was pregnant.

We had old mirrored wardrobes which we replaced with new free standing furniture. I wanted to keep the big mirrored door until we bought a nice mirror for the bedroom and so we slid it down the side of the new wardrobe and slid it out when we wanted to use it. On this particular day I slid it out, turned round to see how big my bump was getting and it fell straight through the double glazing. Shards of glass everywhere. I just phoned DH and cried down the phone!!

in the past 4 months ds has

1. been hit by a swing and lost a tooth, chipping 2 others in the process....

2. Fallen over and cut his hand open...

3. Got hold of his dad's razor and tried to shave himself, resulting in a 2 hour bleeding lip...

All while I've been in 'charge'

Boops!

DD got whacked in the head with a swing as well in the summer (forgot that one - DH was in charge that time).

Wouldn't have been so bad if she wasn't being a bridesmaid the next day - she developed a lovely bruise and a nice pair of black eyes just in time for the photos!!!!!!!

After swimming a few years ago,DH wrapped DS so tightly in a towel,that when he fell forward, he couldn't get his arms out and smacked his head on the tiled floor.
It came up like an egg!!

When DD was 3, I hadn't got round to replacing the play scissors that were broken, so gave her the kitchen scissors to do her cutting out (I know, I know ) - and she cut the very tip of her finger off.

I'll never, ever forget her screaming, or the amount of blood. Luckily it grew back on, and there is only a very faint scar. I feel tearful even writing this

This wasn't totally my fault but I assumed total guilt at the time.

DS was about 6 months old and we were bathing him. DP was sitting with him in the big bath, holding him in the water when I noticed DS had done a big poo in the bath water. Mayhem ensued as DP tried to avoid being covered in poo, I tried to fish out the poo, etc. While we were squawking and flapping, I suddenly noticed dp was now holding ds under the water. He had been there for several seconds without either of us noticing.

Probably sounds like nothing much now but my god was it traumatic at the time. I was still in the over-sensitive new mummy phase and wanted to phone the HV and tell her we were not fit to be parents

When DD was about 18months old, i was talking on the phone (to the hospital actually) and DD was playing away quite happily at the back of the room.

She picked up a ceramic piggy bank full of pennies, and just as I dived of the sofa to take it off her she dropped it on her toe (bare feet)

The bank smashed and the weight of it actually made her toe nail fly off and it was pouring of blood! Luckily it wasn't broken and didn't need stiches. But her toe was bandaged for a week

Although, when I arrived at the hospital we seen a really nice young DR who burst out laughing when i told him what happened, as he was just discussing with his friend whether to buy a car, or save his money for a rainy day. He said he was going to take it as a sign that saving was evil, and go out and buy a car after his shift

Sorry, a bit off topic there

Two weeks ago I had friends round and I moved our toybox to the middle of the room but still put the hot drinks down where I normally do (toybox normally stops DD from getting the cups). So I said to my friend 'there's your tea' and as I look round DD is pulling the cup down and it is 'just been made' hot, hot, hot.

Luckily I ripped her clothe soff of her and ran her into the kitchen and put her in the sink with the tap running on her and she never had so much as a mark on her.