Stairs oh stairs!

Baby C fell down the stairs yesterday.

We were getting ready for work and all went quiet in the house. You know that quiet that's tooooo quiet. So I went to the guest room...she wasn't there. I went into her room...she wasn't there...So I was about the ascend the stairs to our room...and she must have heard me calling her and turned around to come down the stairs.(She only knows how to go up stairs not down yet.) All I saw was her fall and hit the last step and of course I started screaming. That loud visceral scream that usually makes a child cry even if they didn't intend on crying in the first place.

I'm a lot better now, hence how I'm able to write this post.

As I didn't see how far she'd fallen or how high up she was when she started to fall, we rushed off to the hospital. She had a scan and everything seems normal. She has a bruise under her eye and that's about it. I still don't understand how she was still holding her cell phone even after she fell all that way.

It was so hard trying to calm her but not let her fall asleep...making her too calm made her want to close her eyes and I knew she couldn't until I got her checked out.

Big C rushed from work and met us at the hospital.



I brought her into day care today and Margie reminded me that it's the first of many! Her words stuck right in my head, to think that I might have to go through all that again...it's heart wrenching.



Sidenote: We do have a gate but it's usually kept at the top of the stairs to prevent her from falling down the stairs once she's up in our room. She's never gone up the stairs without us so we didn't even think about needing it at the bottom of the stairs. The gate is movable, so this morning once we'd all come down we brought it down with us and put it at the bottom. Of course this morning she sat right outside the shower and played with her cell phone and didn't move until I got out, she didn't even look at the stairs! Go figure!