In one of the scarier moments of my life (one of way too many), I watched my baby girl tumble down an entire set of steep stairs, log-roll style, to land flat on her back at the bottom. It took a good 20 minutes for my heart to start beating again, I swear. So helpless. Anyways, guardian angels were with us, as she escaped uninjured with the exception of a few rug-burns on her face and this scratch down the side of her face, compliments of a tv remote she happened to be carrying at the time. It's taken me 3 days to calm down enough to be able to blog the incident. When does this constant fear of losing a child stop? It's exhausting, I tell you!
1 comment:
That is a big bump!!!
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