It happened just recently and I praise God that I discovered what had happened before it was too late. 


Ds and his friend were playing outside. The neighbors grow grapes on our shared chain link fence.
Dd was about 6 months old and sleeping in a cradle in our bedroom. The baby monitor was on full blast.
The kids came inside and I didn't really pay it any mind but went to shoo them back outside. I could hear the cradle rocking slightly on the monitor but that's not unusual, it's heavy and wooden and it gently rocks if dd stirs. I went to go outside again myself and for some reason took a few steps in the opposite direction instead and saw out of the corner of my eye that the bedroom door was open, where dd was sleeping. I walked over there to see if they had woken the baby--they've NEVER done that!
Dd's legs were kicking frantically and I rushed to her side to see her face covered in foam and saliva and she was struggling. I lifted her up and she was stuffed full of grapes. I kept pulling grape after grape after grape out of her tiny little mouth. I could not believe it but for some horrible, horrible reason ds and his friend had gone into her room, so silently that I never heard them on the monitor, and filled her mouth with grapes while she was sleeping.



Ds and his friend were playing outside. The neighbors grow grapes on our shared chain link fence.
Dd was about 6 months old and sleeping in a cradle in our bedroom. The baby monitor was on full blast.
The kids came inside and I didn't really pay it any mind but went to shoo them back outside. I could hear the cradle rocking slightly on the monitor but that's not unusual, it's heavy and wooden and it gently rocks if dd stirs. I went to go outside again myself and for some reason took a few steps in the opposite direction instead and saw out of the corner of my eye that the bedroom door was open, where dd was sleeping. I walked over there to see if they had woken the baby--they've NEVER done that!
Dd's legs were kicking frantically and I rushed to her side to see her face covered in foam and saliva and she was struggling. I lifted her up and she was stuffed full of grapes. I kept pulling grape after grape after grape out of her tiny little mouth. I could not believe it but for some horrible, horrible reason ds and his friend had gone into her room, so silently that I never heard them on the monitor, and filled her mouth with grapes while she was sleeping.














:
: Of course dd started choking. She was trying to cry, but couldn't. Thankfully I had read the little PSA poster on infant Heimlich enough times to remember it.


