Yesterday I fell down the stairs. Of course it was while I was carrying my baby. My foot went out from under me on the landing and I fell down the last 4 steps, bouncing on my tailbone all the way. I smashed both forearms, the left on the steps and the right on the railing/banister. But I think, other than a wee tiny bump against one of the banister posts, that my son escaped unscathed. It scared the bejeebers out of him, as evidenced by the crying, but that might have been related more to the scream I let out than the actual fall.
Today I have a huge bruise on my butt, bruises on both arms, my back aches, my right leg is kind of tingly, and I can't quite turn my head to the left. It sucks, but overall I am pretty amazed that I was able to protect my son as well as I did. It could have been much worse.
So, you know. Awesome. Good job, mom.
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4 comments:
Thankfully you are both okay!
Ouch! Glad it wasn't worse! I did that with Sam on the sidewalk edge when he was 4 months old.
So glad you're both o.k.! It's amazing, the mama instinct ... you would have found a way to do a triple somersault if it was the only way to protect the baby.
Isn't it amazing? Without thinking at all on your part, the kid comes out unscathed while you're black and blue. I had two similar instances with my oldest, and looking back I'm still amazed by them. The mama-super-power is so cool.
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