Lessons Learned on Our First Trip to the ER

Lessons Learned on Our First Trip to the ER

Editor's Note: Have you had to make a trip to the ER with your child yet? If not, it's coming. It's inevitable. Daddy Mojo recently had a first trip, and after sharing the story (with bits of humor), shared some great tips to help other parents deal with the process. You should check it out and file it away to reference later. -Jenna

Nothing Prepares a Parent for a Child's First Trip to the ER:

By the end of the day I was exhausted and learned some hard lessons about the peaks and valleys of parenting.

Forgive Yourself

Even if something is your fault you can not dwell on it. You must forgive yourself because you are the parent. The child will not switch identities with you no matter how many times you’ve seen Freaky Friday. Accept what happened, learn from it and move on.

Emergency Room
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