Well it has happened, our first real accident! Considering these two are crazy active and constantly running into things, falling, and tripping each other up, I knew this day would be inevitable but I was just hoping it would be a lot further down the road rather than 3 days ago... Anyways, we were headed out of the house and so I opened the door as always and the kids went out, as always, Ryan went down the steps quickly, like always and I turned back to lock the house up, right as I turned back around I saw Randi squatting on the top step looking like she was reaching for something on the second step, I could obviously see what was about to happen, and lunged forwards to grab her, but sadly I found myself screaming a profane word and scooping up my bleeding baby in my arms. She only fell one step and did brace her fall with her hands, she hit her head first then slid and scraped the rest of her face. Here is a photo just about 20 minutes afterward...
I know absolutely terrible. I felt and still have stings of the feeling of being the worst mother of the century in every galaxy. It hurts my heart every time I see her little nose and egg on her forehead. When cleaning her out with the hydrogen peroxide and having her kick and scream, I cried just as hard along the side of her. I have never wanted Carl or my mother so bad in my life. Carl would have kept me calm and helped me breathe through it while he did most the cleaning and my mom would have cried with me and probably made me do all the cleaning so the next time I'd know how. Anyways, I still feel horrible, but Randi is herself. She cried about 10 minutes total including the cleaning period, but then she was smiling, laughing, singing, and dancing around again. Three days later (pictured below) she is still happy and cheesing it up...
I am so grateful that my little girl is stronger than me. If it wasn't for her sweet smile and personality and Ryan's calm demeanor while it was all going on, I'd be more of a wreck and probably would have spent the last 54 (give or take a few) hours crying... I am using plenty of neosporin and hope my beautiful girl has nothing but pictures to show for this fall...
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If you ever look really closely at B's nose, you will see a little dent at the end. It is because when I was a kid, I wasn't watching as close as I should have--well, kind of. Poor thing. She got over it (mostly), and very few people ever remark on her dent. ;)
Poor thing. That must have been awful for both of you. If you read one of my earlier posts you know I cried like a baby when Livi got her first round of shots. I think this was worse though b/c you actually had to clean her wounds. Camron will definitely be the man for that job at my house!
OH love! I am so sorry. Poor baby and poor mama... I am sure she is super relaxed because her mom is so great.... You are doing an amazing job. I wish i was there to help with this scary accident :(
Kym
Oh, that is the worst! It never gets easier, no matter how old they are.
She is absolutely adorable and a tough little cookie. It is so hard to see our children hurt. But they truly are stronger than us at times.
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