This could have been the worst day of my life

[fightingthecage]

And I'm not even joking. Luckily, it is not. But I'm still posting becaue the thoughts of 'Oh my God, what if...' won't leave me alone.

Basically, Evie fell off her changing table this morning. And she's fine! Perfectly fine. But in that spilt-second between her planting her feet and shoving herself backwards, to the scream that followed...I honestly don't think I've ever been as scared in my life.

The table is about four feet high. She hit her nappy bin on the way down which I guess is a good thing, as it broke the fall. She was a twisted little heap on the floor (I feel sick remembering it) but seems to have come through with nothing more than a red mark on her forehead. I tried to take her to the doctor seeing as she did hit her head but the surgery was closed for the bank holiday - because she seems so utterly normal, I think it's alright not to take her to A&E. A couple of minutes of screaming after it happened and then she was back to normal again. Appetite's fine, not overly sleepy, no prolonged crying. So she's OK. Fine fine fine.

But fucking hell, what if she'd broken her neck or knocked herself out or broken an arm/leg/skull/whatever? What if she'd died? I can't stop thinking about it. She's having a nap now and I can't stop watching her to make sure she's still breathing.

Having a kid is scary, yo.

Comments

[fogg8.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Horrible thoughts (about her getting hurt .ect) I get them all the time. I always thought babies were so small and breakable, but my dad (and everyone else) is just like 'Seriously, they're fine. They just bounce right back up', which is so true. Glad the little one is chipper.

I do remember once, my sister's stupid fucking boyfriend, and baby-daddy, left Alex on the bed asleep whilst we were eating, and he said 'Oh, yeah, he's in bed'. Right, OK, that fine, he must mean Alex's bed, right? Y'know, the crib? No, no he did not. He left him on the bed. Anyhoo, Alex woke up and fell on the floor, I went up to see him, and all I could hear were loud, piercing screams. Went in and saw him face down on the floor screaming his little head off, with blood on his lip.

I swear, scariest moment of my life and he's not even my child. I tear up just thinking about it!

[fightingthecage.livejournal.com]

Heh yeah, people say they bounce. Doesn't feel like they do when they fall though!

God, I feel for you. It's almost the helplessness of them that's the worst, y'know? Like seeing Evie there on the floor and she couldn't move herself and trying to get round the changing table to pick her up and she was just screaming...*shudder* They may bounce but they still need help pretty desperately. I just hate it because I was right there and still couldn't stop it. She just took me completely by surprise.