Abs choked last night. She turned blue and I was about to do anything in my power to get whatever was stuck and causing her to not breathe out. I was on the phone...my sister picked up her up and thought she was going to cry...she tends to not breathe for a few seconds before she throws a fit...no...she couldn't breathe. I stuck my finger in her mouth to see what was in there...a tiny piece of chip...I eventually got that thing out by making her cough it up. I was shaking...my sister was shaking...my friend was still on the phone that I dropped on the floor and heard everything going on...I've never seen one of my kids not able to breathe. Not a good sight to see and the things that run in your mind just are not good and I just knew I had to get it out. I cuddled her...checked her out to make sure she was fine and tried feeding her some baby food to make sure she was able to swallow and keep things down. She ate about half of the jar and then I gave her a bottle. She cuddled with Shannon afterwards and fell asleep. Poor baby girl was exhausted. THAT was traumatizing but she's ok...we got the piece of food out and life is good.
Saturday morning...it's been a lazy one. It's 1335 and I'm still in my pjs. It's been one of those kinds of days...
