Stella Ross has had a very bad week (and it's only Wednesday!! UGH!). It all started on Sunday night (see previous post) and just got worse from there. Monday evening I left Stella Ross, Rafe and Cory at Pop and Gram's house to go have dinner with some girlfriends. As I was pulling out of the driveway, Stella Ross climbed, jumped and fell off the back of the couch landing directly on her head on a ceramic tile floor. Of course everyone was in the room when this happened and unfortunately things like this happen so fast that there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. She immediately starts crying (thank goodness) and Cory scoops her up to start examining her head. Pop and Gram were sick to their stomachs at the sight of her fall and Rafe ran to the freezer for the ice pack. Thankfully she appeared to be alright, even trying to climb on the couch again!! Cory decided it was best not to call me during my dinner. He knew how I would react and there was really nothing anyone could do at this point for her. (he even debated not telling me until the next morning, but luckily Rafe spilled the beans as soon as I got home.) Needless to say I did not sleep a wink Monday night. I woke Stella Ross up at 11:00, 2:30 and 7:00 to check on her. That was such a scary night. I prayed all night long and thanked God for watching over and protecting my sweet baby during this horrible accident.
All day Tuesday I was on pins and needles. If Stella Ross even attempted to climb on anything I immediately got her down. I know she felt like she couldn't do anything. She was back to being her normal wild and crazy self. For that I was SO thankful .... but still very nervous. Tuesday night Stella Ross and I stopped by Pop and Gram's house for a brief visit around the same time as the accident the previous night. When we walked into their house I jokingly told them we would have to move to another room besides the sun porch. It just brought back too many bad memories. Stella Ross wanted Pop to take her outside the see the puppies. They had only been gone 10 seconds and I heard her crying. I opened the door to find Stella Ross in Pop's arms with a HUGE goose egg on her forehead. Are you kidding me?? Two head injuries on back to back nights. I felt like all of the air had been sucked out of me. She was running extremely fast down the sidewalk and fell, hitting her head on the corner of their wooden fence. Stella Ross handled it a lot better than I did and I spent another sleepless night checking on her.
So we are NOT going to be visiting Pop and Gram's house any time soon. In fact I don't even want to leave the house!! I am praising God that my little girl is alright. This has been a very scary week. I don't want time to pass quickly, but I am ready for her little feet to catch up to her on-the-go body!
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All of that and she still has that beautiful smile of hers. God bless both of you. Praying for a safer week.
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