Today I thought it would be nice to take my 2 yr old to the park, so I put my baby in his KKAFP and we walked the 4 or 5 blocks. There were a few other moms ther with a couple of kids my son's age. He loves other kids and gravitated right toward them. I talked a bit with the other moms, even though that's hard for me, being so shy. My son had a great time with the kids, but the baby was getting fussy. I bounced around a bit as I watched my DS and patted gently on the baby's back. Soon the other moms decided it was time to leave and said goodbye. I was relieved because I knew my DS wouldn't want to leave with other kids there, and I told my DS he could have a last ride in the swing, and then it was time to go.
We headed for the swings, which is in this circular tan bark area surrounded by a cement curb. My ds jumped dramatically down into the tanbark while I carefully stepped down. All the sudden it was like I was pushed from behind and momentum kept moving me foward. I tried to almost run to catch back up to my body and to stay upright but I was going down and I knew it. I thought I had almost caught myself from falling after about ten feet, but I hadn't and I felt myself falling almost like I was moving in slow motion. I was almost to the swings and I grabbed my older ds without thinking, and went down on both him and the baby! I felt the poor baby under my chest as I hit the ground and I briefly fell on top of him and crushed him with my weight, and then I caught myslf and sat up. The poor baby started crying like he was hurt and I was so scared. I thought I'd hurt him, and I pulled him out of the pouch. My DS was also shrieking and crying, but I was more scared for the baby and hardly noticed. The baby stopped crying almost immediately and after checking him over thoroughly, he seemed and still seems fine. Tough little guy. DS was fine too, just scared and upset because I only wanted to get home and not give him his last swing.
The moms who left before me had just gotten into their cars, and I'm almost positive one of them saw me fall on the kids (I saw her looking at us), but she didn't get out to see if we were ok. After a minute or so she drove away. That's kind of one of the reasons why I'm wary of people. Maybe I was just being paranoid.
I've been shaking ever since this happened and feel like a horrible mommy. I'm very thankful this happened on semi-soft tan bark and not hard ground, like cement!