Thanks, universe.

Just when I go  and write a post about how boring things are, and how nothing has happened around here lately, something happens.  I should've known better than to tempt the gods like that.

Yesterday we took a trip into the Big City.  When we got home it was pouring down rain, and the babies were both asleep in the back of the car. I took Phoebe, and Bryan took Charlie.  They both had jackets on, but I didn't want them to get cold and wet (read: I didn't want them to wake up) so I tried to get Phoebe inside as quickly as possible.

Right above the 3 steps to come up onto the porch are several large streams of water -- so OF COURSE I tried to rush through them to prevent Phoebe from getting showered.

You see where this is going, don't you?

Before I knew it I was laid out on the (concrete) steps -- and Phoebe had the rudest awakening of her young life.  I totally fell on top of her, and she smacked the back of her head on the porch.  I didn't even have time to react to grab her little head, or turn myself so she didn't get hit.  Oh, man.  IT SUCKED SO BAD.

She was screaming her head off, and I wanted to scream with her -- what a frickin' TERRIBLE thing to have happen -- especially when you're not even awake.

I hit my knee, elbows, palm, and leg pretty hard on the (sharp concrete -- did I mention that part of the porch is concrete?  did I mention it's sharp?) steps, and couldn't even move.  Bryan was yelling at me to "Get up!  GET UP!" so he could get to Phoebe and check her head, but I literally couldn't move.  I don't know how kids do it, man.  They fall down, scream for a minute, and then they're up and running in 30 seconds.  

I was out for a good five minutes -- just sprawled out on the porch because my KNEE was on FIRE.

Luckily, Phoebe only had a tiny scrape on the back of her head.  I was so ready to rush her to the hospital, but when I asked Bryan if we should take her she started screaming, "I DON'T NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL!  GIVE ME MY PILLOW!" so I knew she'd survive.

I feel far too old.  No more running for me.  Ever.  And in the future, when I say boring?  I mean CHOCK FULL OF EXCITEMENT AND HAPPENINGS.

Naturally. 

Comments

[fuzzypeach]

Poor mama, poor baby! Glad you guys are ok and here's hoping for things to remain boring!

[c.flicken]

That is so, so scary! I did that one time when my baby was about 18 months old, just missed the bottom two steps in our townhouse and landed RIGHT ON HER. Luckily, I had been carrying her with my hand on the back of her head, so the smack that could have been her head was really just my entire hand. And elbows and knees and forehead.

Glad Phoebe was okay, though. Sorry about your poor old self! This is why we tell our kids "STOP RUNNING!!"

[Marita]

Poor baby and poor mommy!! They are so resilient though, unlike mommies (((hugs)))

[Elaine]

I remember wiping out on our stairs in the rain once and luckily I wasn't holding a child at the time. But Lily was in her room screaming and Mark couldn't figure out where to go first. I lay there, totally immobile and yelled at him to get the freaking baby. I think it took another couple of minutes for me to stop sobbing uncontrollably and get the hell up. And the bruising... all I can say is get thee some Arnica Montana (topical and internal) and take/smear as much as humanly possible. It'll really help, I promise!

And so glad to hear that P is OK. That must have been horrible!

[krystyn]

Oh. My. Gawd. I can see that happening in slow motion... that sucks. I did that once to Aiden but I was trying to save him from an incoming bottle rocket on the 4th of July, so in comparison I guess eating pavement isn't as bad as, say, blowing up.

I hope you recover quickly. Elaine's suggestion sounds good. I'm without advice, except for maybe some whiskey. ;)

[Andrea]

Aaaaargh! I just discovered Bloglines had unsubscribed me from your feed! I hate it when it does that. :( Well, you're back for now. Now I need to figure out how long you've been gone.

[Andrea]

Owie!!! :( (I've finally read the page of most recent posts... I need to go back further, though.)

[Dotty]

Ah! I'm glad everyone is relatively ok. I toppled ass over tea kettle the other day and was afraid I had broken the baby. Apparently they're very snug in their amniotic fluid though.

I thought you hadn't written in a long time, but then I just realized the RSS feed I had in my reader wasn't working for you. So much to catch up on! :)