Today Lucy fell down a flight of steps. An entire flight of steps. Into a dark basement. Backwards.
I was a millisecond from pissing in my pants.
It was something I've always feared and I've always tried to be vigilant about. That was one of the worst things. I was five feet away and watched her fall. She rounder the corner in my uncle's house, and I stood up to follow her, knowing that the stairs were there waiting to gobble her up. She was walking backwards, pulling a toy along with her and just as I turned the corner I saw her feet and heard the sickening sound of her body thudding down the stairs. I ran towards her and there was nothing but darkness. I screamed as I catapulted myself down the stairs after her. When I heard her cry I thanked whatever I could because at least she wasn't dead. In the darkness I scooped her up, even though afterward I realized that you're not supposed to do that. Something in my mother-brain took over and in a matter of seconds I had the lights on and was clutching her to my shaking body. SOB was only a step behind me, and we immediately set about checking her over.
By some act of mercy, she escaped with only a few scrapes. No blood, no concussions, no broken bones. Earlier in the day her big brother smashed her finger in a door, and when we kept asking her to show us where she had a boo-boo she would show us her finger.
Later on I cried in the car. I think tonight I might go in and snuggle her a little before bed.
5 comments:
This happened to me TWICE with the BA. Once she was 8months and crawling. I was on a landing above and looked down to see her halfway up the stairs. I screamed her name in horror and of course she looked up at me an toppled over backwards. I watched helpless. Fortunately she was in a snowsiut and well padded. Also, as the doctor told me, 'babies are cartilege rich zones'. I feel your fear!
this is my biggest fear. I still freak out if Jake is on or near the stairs.
I'm so glad everything is okay.
Good thing that babies bounce.
SOB thinks I was over-reacting, but honestly this was the scariest thing that ever happened to me regarding my children. I still feel like I'm going to throw up when I envision it.
This made me cry. That's my lil soul mate. Thank God she's built tough.
The great thing about kids is that they are pliable.
You or I would not have come out of that fall so carefree.
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