...ish. He had a bad incident a few months ago when I thought he'd died, chocked on paper, ambulance came, xrayed but he was fine. I was a mess, totally lost it and made it worse by sticking my fingers down his throat.
Today I did something so f**ing stupid. I gave him some grapes, I chopped them up but they were big ones and the skins were quite tough. I was sitting opposite him when I realised he was quietly gagging, looking at me. He choughed up one piece but continued to gag. i picked him up, he was crying but weird and wheezy. Tipped him forward but nothing. He kept half crying, gagging and wheezing. Tipped him again, sharp slap, still nothing. Starting to lose it I ran out front door, he did a huge retch and a piece of grape flew across the drive. I have never been so relieved in my life. He was fine but I hugged him all evening. When DH got home I was shaking like mad and threw up in the garden (sorry) am now having glass of wine (large)
My HV is meant to be sending me info on baby resucitation course - will call tomorrow and hassle her.