All my own stupid fault. A combination of tiredness and frustration (he's not been sleeping well) meant I wasn't as on the ball as I should have been and my son suffered as a result. I'm so ashamed. I don't know how he landed and I'm scared I've damaged him, even though I spoke to nhs direct and out of hours GP and both ran through a list of symptoms, he had none of them.
He did a strange yelping cry when I got to him and I can't get it out of my head. I was terrified.
I have PND and had been doing well but this has made me low and tearful all day.