Accidental child abuse, let's here stories... (1 Viewer)

[Chappy]

So, today while helping to prepare dinner, I'm rushing around the kitchen with my 21 month old in tow but I'm half aware of his whereabouts.  As I approach the fridge, I tear open the door to grab a quick item and the door swings open cracking my son directly in the face, left cheek, sending him flying backwards onto the floor. It was such a shot and I felt awful. He ended up being just fine but in the moment, I thought I tore his head off. 

Anyone else have a story of accidental child abuse like this? 

 

[joffer]

I think that's just called an accident.

 

[timschochet]

It's not really abuse if it's accidental. 

 

[Shatner!]

I accidentally called CPS on you Irish.

 

[The General]

I was pre-kindergarten age. We had just moved and we're living in a hotel waiting for house to be ready. My mom, the greatest woman on earth, was doing a hundred things at once forgot about me in the car. I sat in there for what felt like a long time. I didn't know how to open the doors so I just sat there and waited until she realized I want there. I have 2 brothers so she just didn't realize I wasn't there in all the commotion. 

One of my earliest memories. 

 

[Mrs. Rannous]

Let's here some better spelling.

 

[Annyong]

According to my wife, letting a 1 yo watch South Park is bad parenting. 

 

[xulf]

No chance I'm posting a story...narc.

 

[AAABatteries]

When my oldest son was a baby we had him sitting in his car seat on the couch.  I'm walking around gathering my stuff to leave and my wife asks me to bring the seat.  I pick it up assuming he was ready to go but the handle hadn't locked in to place and the chest buckle wasn't fastened.  Seat just kind of folds over as I try to grab it and my son slides out face first in to the carpet.  He was fine but my wife has reminded me of it almost yearly for 14 years now.

 

[nirad3]

I once let my 4 year old solicit fantasy football advice from FantasyAces.com ....

 

[cstu]

When my daughter was a toddler I used to let her sit on my lap and watch her shows on one side of the screen while I posted here on the other. I was lucky CPS was never called.

 

[ChiefD]

That's not child abuse.

Just an I.D. ten T error.

 

[Higgs]

It's not really abuse if it's accidental. 

Abuse is whatever DCF says it is.  Some of these social workers are complete idiots and they can ruin your world if they want to.  Don't EVER say one word to these people without an attorney present.

 

[=Smackdown=]

Brought both my boys to an Islander game a few years ago.

They're still scarred to this day and will most likely carry the pain their entire lives.

Also - when you're tasked to watch your kids for an extended period of time it's not called baby sitting. Wife had to remind me that's parenting.

 

[El Floppo]

Let's here some better spelling.

maybe tamorrow.

 

[El Floppo]

when you accidentally shake your kid, make sure it's in a counter-clockwise motion. less noticeable damage.

 

[Zow]

According to my wife, letting a 1 yo watch South Park is bad parenting. 

I routinely get yelled at for subjecting a four month old to the Soprano's.  I wish she had a point in that the kid was brilliant enough to have any idea wtf was happening.  

 

[lardonastick]

This some kind of Chris Hansen deal in hear or what?

 

[Frostillicus]

My kids are growing up fans of Minnesota sports teams. 

 

[Arizona Ron]

When I was kid, my parents didn't own a car.  This wasn't rare for inner-city families; my dad took the bus to work and my mom stayed at home with me and my brother who is about 12 years older.

Every other weekend when my dad got paid, he would give my mom money to go grocery shopping.  My dad would buy fresh meats and stuff from the meat markets on the way home but larger shopping for laundry detergent, cleaning stuff, cereal, etc. we bought every other weekend at the grocery store.  The grocery store (which I had to look up because I always thought it was much further) was about a 1.5 miles away from my house.  A mile+ in an inner city is far; especially as a kid as it cuts through several neighborhoods.

I was about 5 or so because it was the summer after Kindergarten and before 1st grade (I remember because I took those in two different schools).  My mom would only take me with her because my brother wouldn't go through the neighborhood route my mom took to the store.  I was too young to know why but learned later my older half-brother (dad Irish/mom Italian) would get his ### kicked at school because my mom remarried to a black guy and had me - I simply went through school with no one making the connection between me and my brother due to us looking nothing alike and years apart.

Anyway, we got to the grocery store as we've done multiple times.  And multiple times I would lose my mom; I tried keeping up with her but I would always end up at the front desk asking them to call my mom over the loud speaker.  It was so egregious I could sense the frustration from the people working there once they saw me wondering up to them alone.  This one time, mom never came.  We waited and waited.  The woman at the store said maybe she went into the store next door which was a Woolworth's if IRCC.  So I walked next door, went to the front to ask for them to call my mom - same story there, they recognized me but no mom.  

I went to every store on that strip that day, then after a while decided to just walk home.  I got home and my mom was sitting in her room, I jumped in front of her like "surprise!" and she had this "WTF are you doing here look?" - I'll never forget that look.

Not sure if she ever intended to abandon me or what but fast forward 30+ years she's since been diagnosed with mid-stage dementia.

Today, I think a parent that did this would be brought up on charges (or at least shamed), I think we were just living in different times then.

 

[EYLive]

I routinely get yelled at for subjecting a four month old to the Soprano's.  I wish she had a point in that the kid was brilliant enough to have any idea wtf was happening.  

You reproduced!?!?!

 

[The General]

When I was kid, my parents didn't own a car.  This wasn't rare for inner-city families; my dad took the bus to work and my mom stayed at home with me and my brother who is about 12 years older.

Every other weekend when my dad got paid, he would give my mom money to go grocery shopping.  My dad would buy fresh meats and stuff from the meat markets on the way home but larger shopping for laundry detergent, cleaning stuff, cereal, etc. we bought every other weekend at the grocery store.  The grocery store (which I had to look up because I always thought it was much further) was about a 1.5 miles away from my house.  A mile+ in an inner city is far; especially as a kid as it cuts through several neighborhoods.

I was about 5 or so because it was the summer after Kindergarten and before 1st grade (I remember because I took those in two different schools).  My mom would only take me with her because my brother wouldn't go through the neighborhood route my mom took to the store.  I was too young to know why but learned later my older half-brother (dad Irish/mom Italian) would get his ### kicked at school because my mom remarried to a black guy and had me - I simply went through school with no one making the connection between me and my brother due to us looking nothing alike and years apart.

Anyway, we got to the grocery store as we've done multiple times.  And multiple times I would lose my mom; I tried keeping up with her but I would always end up at the front desk asking them to call my mom over the loud speaker.  It was so egregious I could sense the frustration from the people working there once they saw me wondering up to them alone.  This one time, mom never came.  We waited and waited.  The woman at the store said maybe she went into the store next door which was a Woolworth's if IRCC.  So I walked next door, went to the front to ask for them to call my mom - same story there, they recognized me but no mom.  

I went to every store on that strip that day, then after a while decided to just walk home.  I got home and my mom was sitting in her room, I jumped in front of her like "surprise!" and she had this "WTF are you doing here look?" - I'll never forget that look.

Not sure if she ever intended to abandon me or what but fast forward 30+ years she's since been diagnosed with mid-stage dementia.

Today, I think a parent that did this would be brought up on charges (or at least shamed), I think we were just living in different times then.

I grew up in a medium sized town in Indiana. In maybe 2nd or 3rd grade my Mom left me while I was getting a haircut. I went to the same place for years and they knew me. I don't remember why but I thought I was supposed to meet her at the grocery store that was a few blocks away. I left the haircut place and walked over there and didn't see her so for some reason decided I would walk home. We lived about 12 miles away from where I was at. 

I walked for what felt like hours and had made it maybe halfway when a lady pulled up and knew my name, said she would drive me home. I wasn't supposed to take rides from strangers and all that but I was tired so took I it. I thought my parents would be just be waiting for me at home and that I would be in trouble. I get there and nobody is home. I remember thinking how weird it was to be in the house all by myself as I have brothers and there was always somebody there.

The phone rings shortly after and some weird dude asks for me by name. Turns out it was the police and my parents had radio stations announcing that I was missing, cops out looking for me, the whole bit. The lady who picked me up must have heard the radio announcement. I remember teachers all acting oddly at school, a few kids asked me about what happened.

Who knows what would happen today. Different times indeed.

 

[Mors Venit]

Ive been using the same arguement my entire life...

Its only "fraud" if you intend to deceive.

Same principle

Jk lol

 

[Zow]

You reproduced!?!?!

No

 

[Arizona Ron]

I grew up in a medium sized town in Indiana. In maybe 2nd or 3rd grade my Mom left me while I was getting a haircut. I went to the same place for years and they knew me. I don't remember why but I thought I was supposed to meet her at the grocery store that was a few blocks away. I left the haircut place and walked over there and didn't see her so for some reason decided I would walk home. We lived about 12 miles away from where I was at. 

I walked for what felt like hours and had made it maybe halfway when a lady pulled up and knew my name, said she would drive me home. I wasn't supposed to take rides from strangers and all that but I was tired so took I it. I thought my parents would be just be waiting for me at home and that I would be in trouble. I get there and nobody is home. I remember thinking how weird it was to be in the house all by myself as I have brothers and there was always somebody there.

The phone rings shortly after and some weird dude asks for me by name. Turns out it was the police and my parents had radio stations announcing that I was missing, cops out looking for me, the whole bit. The lady who picked me up must have heard the radio announcement. I remember teachers all acting oddly at school, a few kids asked me about what happened.

Who knows what would happen today. Different times indeed.

Thinking back, I don't think I was ever told not to take a ride from a stranger.  In fact, I don't think I ever feared an adult growing up.  Teenagers and stray dogs were the only things in the world I had to fear as a kid; I never thought an adult would hurt me. 

 

[AnonymousBob]

Mine weren't accidental. 

 

[Quez]

I remember this guy I knew a long time ago who was a real whack job.  Anyways, his son kept peeing on the seat in the bathroom and not cleaning it.  One day the guy sat down in his sons urine, and thought it would be a fitting punishment to have his son wipe the pee off his butt.