Am I a bad person???

I sent my son, who had just landed on his head to the naughty step today!

That makes me sound really bad, but I'll rewind and explain my reasons for doing so and you may understand (it probably won't stop me from being a bad person though....)

After a fairly straight forward morning spent dropping of BB at nursery, then (finally) posting my friends daughter's christmas present and blethering to a few mums at toddlers whilst LL wiled away the hour and half (during which I took the decisive step of deciding to start BB at swimming lessons that very afternoon -one mum is a swimming teacher - well done me!) I picked up BB from nursery and got him psyched up about said swimming lessons and the fact that we were heading for a playdate with his wee pal at the local soft play place.

All was going well.

Then I got both boys sat at the table and started to prep lunch. I turned at one point to see BB up on the table on his knees. He got told sternly to sit back down on his chair and I turned back to what I was doing. That's when I heard the - THUD *split second silence* SCREAM - combination that caused me to whisk round, expecting to see the toppled chair which had caused the thud. However I was faced with only BB on the tiled floor, a very upright chair and the cold realisation that the thud was in fact caused by his head as he chose it as the item he'd like to cushion his fall to the very hard floor. 'Hmmm - that's not very good!' I thought to myself (or something similar) as I picked up the very distressed loon.

A subsequent 20mins of frantic crying and clinging followed (escalated by his now starving, crying little brother who's only concern was why his food wasn't prepped and in front of him)I tried to continue lunch service one handedly whilst trying to humph a (bloody heavy) 3 year old on one hip. I tried 'Mr. Bump' I dutifully supplied him with the cream which he requested (a pretend rub on his head with savlon) but nothing was working. He complained of a sore head and a sore cheek (or as I was corrected TWO sore cheeks!) He was obviously making the headache worse with the pressure he would have been exerting on it with the excessive screaming, so finally I told him he was going to have to 'time out' for a while and took him out to what he knows as the naughty step. Now the reasoning for this is that he normally chills out whilst sat there and, in fact, tells you to go away and come back later when you come to let him off of said step - but not today. He just followed me back into the kitchen and told me I had to look after him. (guilts, guilts, guilts!!!)
He then fell asleep stood up hugging me.

That's never good.

I awoke him and sat him on my lap and tried to get him to eat something (or at least drink his milk) but I just couldn't keep him awake. He'd respond with a grunt then just pass out again.

That's never good either!

I called the docs and not surprisingly they were in fact eating their lunch - so no reply there. I then resorted to calling NHS 24. We went over a few checks and stuff and they got me to poke and prod him whilst they were on the phone. A conclusion was drawn to have him checked by his GP and for me to watch out for mood swings (like I'd be able to tell - haha), vomiting, or severe drowsiness and unresponsiveness (best keep him away from the box then!) I asked if we should stay in, but was told to keep him active - so we opted for still going to soft play! (I think that salvates my previous naughty step hiccup?)
I was questioning my choice when he vomited as soon as we got out of the car - but boldly we still went in!
To (finally) cut the story short - we had the check at the docs, he's fine apart from being a grumpy little sod and my peaceful day wasn't so peaceful after all!

Oh and as for the swimming - I thought that would be a step too far, so as far as he's concerned they closed the pool for the afternoon and we'll start next week instead!