Woo.
Need to write a blog today. Had nothing to write about. Until about 5 minutes ago.
I was sitting on the couch with Ronan, sharing my hummus and pita chips. Ronan will eat just about anything we’re eating, and he LOVES hummus. He was taking his own pita chips and ‘dipping’ them in the hummus on his own. He really wasn’t even making that big of a mess! I was careful to only let him have half a chip at a time, as he’s notorious for sticking the whole thing in his mouth, or as much as he could possibly fit.
Now, Ronan has all four of his one year molars, so he has no trouble chewing food. I could hear him crunch, crunch, crunching away at his chip, and gladly going for more hummus any chance he could get. We’d been snacking for a while, and I figured he’d be slowing down soon… he usually leaves out of boredom rather than being full.
All of a sudden, I looked at his face as he started to yell angrily in pain. His eyes, nose and mouth were all bright red, and he started crying. It looked like he had maybe swallowed a piece of chip that hadn’t been fully chewed yet, and it HURT going down. I watched as he sucked in, and then started choking – the rest of the food that was in his mouth went somewhere it shouldn’t have. He was coughing, and wheezing, then coughing again. I left him, let him cough, until I realized he didn’t seem to be able to get his airway cleared.
Trying NOT to panic, I picked him up and dug some of the food out of his mouth – positive for TOO MUCH in there. Once I did that, he started spitting out the rest, and began to cough more normally. It took just a few more seconds for him to start crying, really crying and only THEN did I feel like everything was going to be okay.
He cried a sad, pitiful cry while I held him. He put his head on my shoulder, and wrapped his arms around me. It was scary for both of us, really scary.
I put him down on the ground, and he immediately went for another pita chip.
Sigh. Kids.
