Last night as we were getting LB ready for bed I noticed he was chewing on something. I assumed it was a pea or piece of turkey from dinner stuck in his teeth. He did the same thing after he had hamburger for the first time and stopped as soon as we brushed his teeth. But as I was changing his diaper he refused his binkie so I thought I ought to check. I hooked a finger in his mouth and felt something hard. He didn't let it go so I parked his butt on the changing table, grabbed his little neck to hold his head in place and hooked my finger in there again. I finally got it out and to our shock and horror, it was a large, hard piece of plastic. The dog must have pushed it under the gate because it was a piece of one of his chew toys. At first I was just shocked but after we kissed him goodnight, laid him down in his crib, and went to our room I started bawling. If he had gone to bed with that in his mouth I doubt he would have woken up. All I can say is Thank God for that nagging voice in my mind when it comes to my family.
God has spoken to my heart about many a thing in my life that just didn't seem "right". I came home from work early one day to find my ex fiance cheating on me; I had dream after dream about a man I detested but after giving him a chance he turned out to be the love of my life; and on several occasions I have turned down a different street out of no where only to find out later that there was a deadly crash on the road I always take. But this was by and far the hardest realization to deal with. Just think how it would have been had I not listened to that still small voice. It just breaks my heart to think about it.