Addison woke up around 8:00am and per our usual routine Adam brought her in our room for a minute to wake up before we headed downstairs to get some breakfast. After playing for a while the three of us headed for the stairs. Mid descent I heard a loud crash behind me followed by what sounded like my biggest fear come to reality. It was just last week I was telling my mom that I was very worried about falling down the stairs with Addison. This is exactly what happened. Adam was walking down behind me with Addie in tow when his foot slipped off of the end of the step sending him falling backwards. When his back hit the stairs it sent Addison flying out of his arms and both of them proceeded to tumble down to the landing. Because I just had back surgery I wasn't able to whip around to see what was happening but I knew. I screamed at the top of my lungs with terror "Oh my God, Oh my God!!". Looking back I find it interesting that my brain would select that phrase as I never use it and actually find it annoying when others say it. Of course all of this happened in a split second but by the time I was able to turn around Adam had just ended his fall at the landing and I didn't see Addison. A quick look to the right found her propped up against the wall to my right screaming with fear. Adam snatched her up before I could even really process where she was. He later told me that when she flew out of his arms she went head over feet down the stairs before landing with a thud at the bottom. I was shaking uncontrollably and could not catch my breath. Adam kept saying, "she's okay, she's okay" and all I could think was "how do you know??" I need to KNOW that she is okay. I was able to compose myself enough to try to take her mind off of the incident with a silly song but I couldn't control my voice from shaking. We did a once over and saw no bumps or bruises, not even a red mark to remember the event by.
I called my pediatrician and they instructed me to watch her and make sure she was stirring in her sleep and wasn't vomiting. She actually took a three hour nap shortly after the event, I think just to make me worry a little more. Today she is back to her old self as if nothing happened. Thankful that children are so malleable at this age! It really is only by the grace of God that nothing serious really happened to anyone (although I think I might need to go get my heart checked out!). Throughout the day I kept replaying the event over and over in my head, thinking of all of the terrible things that COULD have happened. Of course the obvious, Adam or Addison or both could have been really hurt. Adam could have taken me out on his way down as well, opening my incision or worse, re-injuring my back. As I relived this event over and over I had to eventually make myself stop. I can't live my life like that. I would become one of those mothers that wouldn't allow my children to do anything because I would be so terrified that something would happen. That doesn't do me or Addison any good. So I had to let it go. And I have, but even putting this event down "on paper" has made my heart race.
I know that this probably wont be the last time that Addison has a close call but I hope that it is a long while before we face something like that again. Thank you Jesus for keeping my family safe.
I thought it fitting to now post some pictures of Addie happy and smiling:) These pictures are from a day of swimming at her Mimi's.
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| Saying he favorite vowel "ooooooo" |
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| As usual, trying to put everything in her mouth. Just needs a little taste. |
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