Let me first say that I do not spank my kids. I have NEVER spanked either one of my kids. Until last night. Bec got a swat.
Before we even had kids I told Chris that I would not tolerate spanking. I come from a looooong line of non-spankers and I wanted to carry this on. But I also told him that I do think kids need a spanking if they are doing something dangerous like running into the street. That way if you never spank, but spank at danger, they will get how serious it is.
Let me explain myself. AND let me also say that I called my mom, sister and brother right afterwards and they all agreed that the swat was warranted.
I was watching Jeopardy in our living room. The kids were playing along the East side of the room where their toys are. I try to play Jeopardy every night. I heard Bec say, "Mommy, yook a me" I looked up and saw Becken halfway in the floor with only his head and chest out of the carpet. ?
That was the weirdest thing to see only half of your kid coming out of the floor. I had to really stop and think what was happening. I called for Chris. Bec had taken off our floor vent and climbed in.
(Still spank free at this point)
Can you imagine? I pulled him out of the vent which is set into our concrete foundation. Telling him, NO NO and OWIE OWIE all the time. His legs were kind of stuck and he scraped coming out. Under him was a mess of cars that he had thrown in first. I had to reach my hand down into the floor and under the house to get them all. I was getting past my elbow.
I was scared reaching into the dark like that. And all of the dust and stuff? There could have been spiders or worse down there. All the while I'm panicking inside because of what could have happened. If he would have been a bit smaller or the vent a bit bigger, he would have been trapped in concrete under the floor. Remember Baby Jessica? What if he hadn't told me to look and I couldn't find him, but I could hear him? We would have had to use a jackhammer to get him out.
(No spanking still)
When I got up to wash my hands, my knees went soft. All of the adrenaline. I felt like I had just been missed by a huge train. Chris and I were shaking our heads, not believing any of it.
And. You guessed it. When I went back in the living room, he was in the process of having the vent cover off again and putting his cars back in.
(Here it comes)
I rushed over, pulled him out, and then came the swat. Chris started yelling at Bec NO NO NO, OWIE OWIE. Bec started crying. Ivy started crying. I couldn't believe that I had spanked him. I almost went 5 years without spanking. I think that Chris was impressed though. I'm so laid back that I don't think he though I had it in me.
Of course I was lightening fast on the phone to my brother and sister. Their kids are older and they DO NOT spank either. I was freaked that I became such a different person in an instant. But they reassured me that it was instinct. That I was just trying to keep him safe. I'm still buzzing as I remember and write this down.
We may have to glue the cover on as there is nothing to nail/screw it to. Remember, concrete foundation. No floorboards.