I took Jamie swimming today for about the 5th time...we had a nice time in the pool -he really seems to enjoy it and I love taking him. I take him to the poolside in his car seat and then put him in there after we've got out, til I've got myself dry and dressed. Anyway, today I was just taking him out of the seat in the changing cubicle, ready to dry him, and somehow he fell on the floor...he got tangled in the towels and wriggled and somehow I lost my grip on him.
Luckily I'd kneeled down to take him out, so he didn't fall far, but it was so awful! He landed on his cheek, nose and the top of hs head, and he SCREAMED like he has when he's had his jabs. I was convinced he'd done himself some real damage, cracked his skull or something. I cuddled him loads til he calmed down and then phoned Wayne who was luckily on his way home. I thought we'd have to take him to hospital but Wayne managed to convince me that he was ok - he was acting normally, being his usual smiley self, very alert, etc.
I've watched him like a hawk all afternoon and evening and he's been completely fine, apart from the fact that he has an imprint of the changing room floor tiles on his cheek (he looks like he's been run over by a small motorbike!). But I feel awful about it. The thing is, I'm always so careful with him, and am paranoid about dropping him or hurting him in any way.
Feeling very shaky about it all and have had a couple of glasses of wine tonight to calm me down, and they've gone to my head totally!
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