I can’t believe I forgot to report that I fell down the stairs on Tuesday night. with Joel. Or was it Monday. I can’t honestly remember. All I know is that I was nearly at the bottom of my very very steep stairs, and I’m always so careful, (since the last time I fell was the first day of my maternity leave!).
Anyway, I was holding Joel on my left side, and my feet went from under me. Next thing I know Joel is on top of me, I’d subconiously twisted to my right and he wasn’t hurt at all, but I was hurting all over.
He squawked, and then did his holding breath for a giant cry thing, and I was crying with the shock and the pain of it all.
We’re ok though. I kept him safe and took the brunt of it myself.
And now I’m extra extra careful. Poor baby.