One of my earliest memories as a new mom is when I dropped my newborn son on the bathroom floor. I don’t talk about it much, but I will never forget it. It was a horrifying, heartbreaking moment.
As he has grown into an independent, self-assured teen, I think about that awful morning often. I am so grateful to share this difficult memory on Mamalode today, in my essay I Will Never Forget That I Dropped My Infant Son. I hope you’ll give it a read, and let me know if you’ve had a similar experience.
Red Boots 
You already know I loved this. I shared on my blog FB page and a friend commented: “Beautifully written. I cried and nodded through every word. At least I am not alone…”
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I didn’t know you had shared it on FB, Dana! Thank you for the shares. And for being with me on this crazy writer/mama ride.
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Oh my goodness, did this resonate with me! Although I wouldn’t put my experience on par with your (very scary) incident, I recently cut my baby’s finger when attempting to clip her little claws for the first time. The bleeding. My guilt. I cried longer and harder. She was fine. I’m never cutting her nails again.
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Oh I used to hate cutting their nails Jessica! I did the same and the blood just doesn’t stop, right! You can tear or bite them off… And she was fine. We are hardest on ourselves.
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