Join Date: Aug 2007
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I need to put this out into the world so that I can start to get past it. I'm having a hard time letting go of the memory of what happened last night.
Last night, my husband received an honor for community work. It was a lovely evening, very special for us as a family. The event was held in an Inn with hard wood floors. At the end of the evening, as we were leaving, I slipped on a wet spot on the floor and fell to my knees. My 6 month old was sound asleep in my arms. As I slipped, she catapulted forward and I lost grasp of her. She fell to the floor in front of me. Thank goodness, she seems fine - she tumbled and rolled out of my arms, rather than falling straight to the ground. She cried for a minute, then was her regular smiley, happy self. No bumps or bruises even.
I keep beating myself up about having actually DROPPED MY BABY. I had no idea that I could ever, ever actually drop my baby. I dreamed about it last night and can't seem to let the horrible memory of my little girl toppling out of my arms go.
I'm reminded that in an instant everything can change. Our lives can take a turn down roads that we can't even imagine -- what if she had been hurt? On one hand I feel blessed, thankful, incredibly grateful that angels must be watching over us. On the other, I feel horribly guilty I let something like this happen.
Thought maybe writing it down would help me move past it this day -- also could use some hugs.