Only I could take the "safety" out of safety gates. Only I could figure out a way to actually make the safety gate inflict pain on my toddler. Oh, the irony.
There are only about 3 or 4 weeks out of the entire year that I can open all of the windows and doors in my house, so I had to take advantage. Nothing like hearing the birds chirping and feeling a gentle breeze while you're working at your dining room table.
I vaguely remember thinking something along the lines of "hmmm, I've never seen anyone put up a safety gate this way... but, hey, it works!", as I was haphazardly propping the gate between the corner of the dishwasher and a small area of the door frame. Well, it doesn't work- at all- so don't ever try it. I've learned the hard way that safety gates are meant to be wedged between 2 flush, parallel door frames... and nowhere else.
So, I was cooking away while Niall was playing on the kitchen floor behind me when I heard the sonic boom. I mean, it was LOUD. As I frantically looked behind me, I knew that something had fallen over, really hard, and that it was most likely Niall. What I didn't expect to see was his helpless little body trapped under the gate that had fallen on top of him and smashed his head against the hard wood floor.
It was one of those cries where his face was red and frantic and his mouth was wide open, but nothing was coming out. Those are the worst. I scooped him up and held him close to me, just chanting over and over "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" When he was finally able to let out an agonizing scream, it was so heartbreaking- especially to think that this was my fault.
I'm not sure if he has fully forgiven me, but I think his sudden shift of interest in the remote control 20 seconds later could mean that I'm off the hook ;)