The other night something happened that I hope never happens again. Matt and I just finished up giving Hannah her bath at her Nana's house and we were happily walking down the stairs when Hannah jumped, caught the edge of the step, and tumbled down the stairs in front of us. All I could do was yell, "Someone catch her!" as she hit her head and did a somersault. Ugh. It was the worst feeling in the world to see her helplessly fall and not able to do anything to help. I was holding McKenna and lunged for her at the bottom of the stairs. She stood right up, looked at us a bit scared and was fine moments later. Her cheek turned red and that's all that happened. It didn't even turn into a bruise.
My heart was racing and it took a while for me to get a grasp of my feelings. All I could think about was "what if this happened.... what if, what if, what if..." But her angels were protecting her and she was totally fine. I am so thankful that nothing happened except for an awful memory in my mind. Even though it was super scary- maybe she will remember what happens when she jumps down the stairs! Thank you Lord for your protection.
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