Um...

Felicity fell out of the stroller today, onto a BUSY city STREET and on her FACE and it was all my fault.  P.S. she is fine.  And it was sort of Maria's fault, too, but since I am the adult who is supposed to take care of them, I have to claim 100 percent fault.

We went to the library and then to the pretzel place.  I was with Marta and her three kids, she had a wagon and I went and got the stroller because Felicity is pushing so hard on my arms lately I am exhausted and my arms hurt.  PLUS I am trying to workout a lot this month, and I had just worked out this morning and anyways I got the stroller.  I clicked her in (Responsible!) on the way to the pretzel place but it was crazy, just crazy at the place.  Marta's son is not quite two and then there's Veronica, almost three, Maria, just 4, Charlie, almost 5 and Maddy, almost 7, so - crazytown!  So we were leaving, kind of in a rush because Maria and Veronica left the store and it's right on the street and they don't have any more sense than GEESE so I just plopped Felicity in the stroller and I thought I'll just push her across the street and then get her.  Marta even SAID TO ME "she's not strapped in", but I had a plan.  THEN some CAR came and stopped and this was all hoosiery friendly and all but I had no idea what the traffic from the other side would do, so I had to get these FOOLS across the street.  Maria was looking UP IN THE SKY and I said, "Maria, Go!" and I sort of TOOK OFF and then the stroller got stuck on something and it was Felicity.  Oh I want to cry, and in fact am crying, just typing that.  She was so, so mad, on her belly and her little face was all scraped up.  So I scooped her up and Marta said "I just said she wasn't strapped in!" which I didn't take as mean, but just - I mean, she HAD just said it, it happened SO fast!  Anyways, we went back into the library and I got some tissue and wiped her up and I decided I had to take her somewhere to have her little head looked at.  We were going to go to Urgent Care but there is NOTHING in the middle of the city and I had to go right near the hospital anyway so I just went there.  We had to wait forever, longer than I would have thought with a baby who had a head injury but, Thank God, she was fine, so it all ended well.

She has a runny nose and the doctor said that she had some liquid in her ear and I bet my last dollar that she is going to wind up with an ear infection.  What can I do.  Hold her upright all her life?  She sure didn't get to nap much today, so she was CRAZY tonight but finally went to sleep.  I told her and I'm saying it here, I'll never do it again.  I'm sorry!  I'm so, sorry!  I have never done that with any of my kids and I hate that I've done it now.  It makes me feel all dotty and undeserving of four children.  But I read this thing tonight, it's not an exact quote because I am lazy but it said whenever you are feeling sorry for yourself or feeling bad about your life, think of Christ on the cross and be silent.  So.  I'm trying.

I'm not posting a picture, but she looks fine.  It's just kind of sad and nothing I want on her permanent record.