Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Little man was just chillin' in his beside crib while Mom was wrecking a piece of apple pie and Dad was doing the same to a piece of chocolate cake. Out of nowhere, Seth started gagging and fluid was gushing out of his mouth. We jumped up, grabbed him and started to burp him, but his whole body went tense and straightened out. He was just looking at us, not breathing with vomit all over his face. We tried to suction him out - no response. We smacked him on the back - no response. After what seemed like 60 seconds (in reality, probably more like 5), just as Stacy was looking for the emergency call button, he let out a wail that seemed to clear everything up. To date, that was the scariest moment of my life!
On a side note, we laid him down to clean him up which involved diaper duty (he said duty). Something I will have to make darn sure I remember is to either wear a full body radiation suit when we change him or put a cloth over his manhood. As soon as the cold wipes hit that area, it's Old Faithful!
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Brent - my guess is this was a much bigger holy sh#t moment for Seth than it was for you. Just imagine the view from his perspective.
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