And The Award For The Worst Mom In The World Goes To...

I sure felt like I deserved this award the other day. I don't even want to really say what happened because I feel awful about it. But the point of doing this blog is to document the good, the bad, and the 'I wish I could take this moment back'.

What happened falls into the latter category. I had Gage in my arms and was taking off a hat he had on when all of a sudden he flailed back. And then I dropped him! Well, it was more like a fumble. It seemed like everything was happening in slow motion. He went back, I grabbed his legs which broke his fall and luckily he landed on the dog bed.

He just looked at me like 'Hey Mom - why'd you just do that???' He didn't even really cry, but I sure did! I looked him over and there were no bumps or bruises, he could still follow me with his eyes - in fact he was smiling at me just a few seconds later. I still just felt awful.

But I'll tell you what made me feel a little better - knowing I wasn't the only one this has happened to. In fact, it seems everyone I've mentioned this too has a story of their own. I've heard stories of kids rolling off the bed, off the sofa, being hit in the head by a bag of apples, and even my own mom just laughed and told me the story of how I used to climb out of my crib and they'd hear a loud thump. That thump of course was me hitting the ground. I turned out alright and Gage seems to be just fine, too... Thank goodness!