I am a mid twenties stay at home mom to a beautiful little girl named Addison! My husband is currently saving the world, one cancer cell at a time. We have one little furry child named Dixie who was our baby before Addi, and now she is having an existential meltdown because she is no longer the center of attention. I love cooking, reading, planning parties, girly things for my girly girl, my amazing family and friends and trashy reality TV!
I'm so behind on blogging this week, but it's just been a hectic week. It seems like the week before Christmas always is that way! So, I had to blog this for my memories, even though I would very much like to forget it. Yesterday, around noon or so, I was in the kitchen making Addi and I lunch. I heard Addi run down the hall and slam her door (or so I thought). Not completely abnormal, she's been doing that, then she'll say, "come find me!" A few minutes later, I hear a huge crash. I ran back there wondering what in her room could have made that sound, and once I got to the back hallway, my stomach dropped because it was our door that was shut, not hers. I opened our bedroom door and found Addi underneath our dresser. Somehow, she had pulled this huge thing on top of her. My first honest reaction was I really thought she was dead. I grabbed the dresser and pulled her out, held her, and she started crying. She may have already been crying, but I didn't hear it. I checked to make sure she didn't have any broken bones, no gashes, no bruises. Once I saw she was "fine" I broke down. In hysteric sobs. Addi cried for maybe 2 minutes and then was over it. I couldn't control the crying. I felt guilt, sadness, relief, JOY that she was alive! I remember just praying out loud, "thank you God for saving her." I called Josh and even though Addi was "ok" I couldn't stop crying and so all he heard was, Addi and dresser. Finally, he got the message that she was ok, but I wasn't. Well, about 15 minutes later (yes, still sobbing) I notice Addi had blood on her shirt. Like big droplets of blood and I felt sick. I saw she was bleeding from her head, and I called Josh to come home immediately, I didn't know how big the cut was. Luckily, it was just a tiny little cut. Once Josh took over, I curled up in the fetal position and just laid there for a good while. It took me a long time to get to where I wouldn't just break down every time I saw Addi's head or shirt. Anyways, Addi is totally fine, Thank the LORD. During my moments of crying, she would take my head in her hands, and say, "you okay momma?" Which would make me cry even more. Love that sweet girl. :)