This morning started like usual... got Badger up and dressed, got ChimChim up and dressed and headed down the stairs with my 3yo Chim going first and me holding Badger. Next thing I knew -- I see my daughter falling down the steps. All 14 of them. I have never been more scared. Not when I was in a car accident. Not when I was prepping for the c/section. Not even when we thought Badger wouldn't make it. I couldn't do a damn thing but watch her little body bounce down the stairs.
I screamed for my husband as she was falling and I was down at the bottom of the stairs quickly. I was afraid to move her so I asked her if she could get up and she was FINE. Scared but uninjured. We asked her what hurt and she said, crying, "THE STAIRS!!!" That's my girl.
Thank you to whatever protection the universe offered my little girl!!!