Please tell me I'm not the only one constantly body-checking her child into the wall, a piece of furniture, the floor...pretty much everything. I mean, as it is Alex walks into walls or furniture on her own often enough so it's not entirely my fault. Plus she weighs all of 25 pounds so one good bounce off my post pregnancy leg and she's air born. Part of the problem is that this tends to happen when I'm carrying Jo and, God love her, can't see around her fat butt so then Alex gets underfoot and all hell breaks loose.
Today I was walking out of Jo's room carrying her in my arms and Alex was right at my feet as usual. I'm not entirely sure how it happened but the next thing I know she's walked into my leg, bounced off it and gone face first into a sub woofer on the floor. I immediately put Jo down and grab Alex only to be confronted with a bloody mouth and scraped chin and rather accusatory crying eyes. While I feel terrible that I hurt her I can't help but wonder how many face plants have to be executed before she learns to stay at least a foot away from me when walking. Let's just hope until she does learn to keep as far away as possible that the extent of her injuries can be fixed with a band aid and not a trip to the hospital.
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