Yesterday, I fell down the stairs while carrying Isaac. Our stairs are hardwood and I had socks on. I think I just missed the step. I didn't tumble or anything, just slid down the majority of the steps very hard and very fast. I thankfully was able to keep a hold of the handrail. My left leg ended up under me and is all bruised now and my back is still a little sore, but that is it. Isaac escaped the incident unscathed, thank goodness.
The only thing I remember thinking is, "Don't let go of Isaac." Once it was over, I just sat on the steps for a while holding him and crying. I hurt so bad, but I was mainly crying out of shear thankfulness that Isaac was okay.
This was the most terrifying experience I have ever had as a mother. I am sure there will be more to come, but hopefully they will be few and far between.
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