Monday, February 27, 2012

Fears

All of us have a few things that we dread. . . right. Something that if it happened you wonder how you would react. I understand I am acting much more dramatic than is humanly necessary, however, one of my fears came to fruition last week.

Have you ever had that moment while carrying an armful of stuff in one arm and a baby in the other and thought, "What would happen if I fell?" Or, "It would suck so bad if I fell right now." Well. . . I did it. We went to Carl's church basketball game on Saturday morning and as we got out of the car we were bombarded by the cold, strong wind. Automatic response by the kids (and myself I must add, it was the kind of wind that takes your breath away) "LET'S RUN!" So we were jogging along the side walk, Grady in one arm, Garrick holding my other hand, Marley and Carl were just a few paces behind. I was wearing my new running shoes, which I love dearly, thank you Brooks. When I caught my foot on the sidewalk, we are still unsure if it was the shoes or a lip in the sidewalk and began to stumble. In my head all I could think was I can't land flat on Grady, what do I do? I had let go of Garrick and was trying to catch my balance when my foot caught on my purse and I was done for. I did the only thing I could think of (which wasn't roll onto the grass, a thought which would have been brilliant, unfortunately brilliance isn't something that comes to me under pressure) and held Grady up and out a little so I only landed on his legs a little bit and I was able to cushion his head the best I could.

Long story for such a simple fall. We didn't come away unscathed. Grady tilted his head back and so he ended up with a skinned up spot on his head. I bore the brunt of the fall on my hand and knee. But we are alive and although both shaken for a bit we are fine. I guess it is just one of those horrible things I hoped would never happened but did so I can cross it off my "Worst Fear" List.