Today, as many days in my life, was an absolute whirlwind! It started off as so many of my days have- with little more than three hours of sleep due to the baby, the big girl, and my own anticipation for a big day ahead! We all awoke in a flurry of excitement- a big day at the beach was just around the corner! We packed the car and ate our breakfast and got ready to go. My last job was to change the baby's diaper, then wrap up the diaper pail bag for the trash. I took off her diaper, put it in the pail, then turned around to wrap up the bag. The next thing I know, my sweet, angel baby was flying through the air and landing in a heap next to me on the hardwood floor. My eyes are teary just writing this. She screamed oody murder and I just about died. We threw everyone into the car and headed for the e.r., where after an extremely thorough hour and a half check-up, we walked lut with a non-broken, though slightly scared baby. She did scrape her chin somewhere, I'm guessing on the way down? It was horrific to the maximum degree. I have done a lot of not-so-smart things in my day, but turning around with her on the table definitely maxes out as the worst- or at least with the worst result, and thank God the result really wasn't so bad.
We forged on to the beach. She loved every single second of the sand and salt water. She ate more of that than anything else. And, of course, she laughed hysterically as she watched her sister run and laugh and jump over the waves! Thank God (again and again and again) that this is the end to our day. It could have been so different. My baby is fine. Surviving her first trip to the E.R. and the beach all in one big day!
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