the fall

The fall happened yesterday after we got Bridge's flu shot and headed over to Hobby Lobby. I was in a bit of a hurry and hustled Bridge and I into the store to gather supplies for our classroom snow globes.

As I put Bridge into the cart and set my diaper bag down into the cart area I continue to push the cart from isle to isle. Not thinking twice that I didn't buckle him in with the carts buckle. I was just finishing up with the last of the few isles when I turned for one quick second to look at something and something must have caught Bridger's eye. The next thing you know I turned and heard a huge thunk, my boy pulled up out of the cart and rolled off of it falling down onto the bottom shelf landing on his tummy.

I have no words to describe the shear panic and fear that followed. He took one of those big no cry breaths and then let out the most horrendous scream I have ever heard from him. The next thing I knew I looked up after picking him up and there must have been at least 50 people coming into the isle. The manager was in the isle next to me and came running over. She was helping me to try and find Bridger's paci all the while I am standing their with him in my arms shaking, not knowing what to do, crying because he is hurt and I still couldn't managed to find the paci. Sure enough he had it before he fell and it landed on the ground beneath the cart.

I have never ran so fast out of that store in my life, all the while trying to get a hold of daddy. Well daddy's phone was dead. I didn't know whether to go the ER, or Urgent Care. Since Urgent Care was closest I drove as fast as I could (on eagle road at 5:15 at night) and ran inside to the lady at the front desk sobbing and telling her, "my baby, he fell out of shopping cart." She was so nice and we were seen right away. I was truly impressed with the staff there.

After the doctor looked him over, and asked me a bunch of questions this is what he said, "Okay mama take a deep breath..... He is going to be okay." He told me that if he had any inclinations he would have sent us to the hospital, but since Bridger didn't cry longer than 5 minutes, no vomiting, bleeding, major swelling and he was acting his normal high energy self by the time we saw the doc, he thought that the best thing for us to do is go home and relax.

I can't tell you how awful I felt. I am still shaken up from the event. It felt like slow motion. I know he is only nine months and we will have other accidents in our lifetime, but as a mother I never want to feel the way I felt last night. I praise Jesus that he is okay.

Love you big boy!
Mama