Avery took her first real tumble today and it was completely my fault. I knew it was bound to happen, and Lauren even warned me about that "sound" when you know they've hit the floor. Let's just say being able to leave Avery unattended on any surface higher than the floor is no longer a viable option.
I had her sitting in her reclining chair, buckled in tighter than security at Fort Knox, in the middle of my bed watching a movie. I had just gotten out of the shower and went into the computer room to look something up. That's when it happened. The sound of 20lbs hitting the floor, followed by blood curdling screaming. Somehow, and I still can't figure it out, she barrel rolled herself and the chair, which stayed strapped to her, off the bed and onto the floor. I mean she went from the middle of the bed with the chair hooked to her to the floor with the chair still attached. I'm clueless as to how it happened, but it did. Other than being scared, she's fine.
Me on the other hand, you might as well just send me to guilt boot camp now. I feel so awful and feel like I've failed her as a parent. I know, it's happened to the best of us, and I'm sure it will happen again, but it sure makes you feel like an incompetent idiot.
Poor Avery. Mom, I hope she doesn't learn the 1-800-child abuse number I used to call :)
2 comments:
Avery is a sweetie but you just have to watch her almost every minute!!! You are a great mom!!!!love you maw maw
Just like her mom...she's a roller. The last time I remember you rolling is when at 2 yrs of age you slept with Lauren in the iron bed that Grandmama had painted white and decorated with flowers. Your slept on the side of the bed that was up pushed up against the wall facing the front yard. Five yr old Lauren took the outer edge so as to keep you hemmed in. Seth, of course, was sitll cribbin and only became involved with crys after being jolted awake as you managed to roll over Lauren off that high bed onto the floor and commencing into sobs and wailing. You actually busted your head open. I nursed it clean and Dr. Dad pulled the head gap closed and sutured it shut with surgical tape (I don't know why we had a roll of surgical tape). So under all that lovely straight hair of yours is a Roller wound. For Avery's sake, thank goodness there is no eternal proof of abuse.
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