It was one of those accidents that it was a miracle she was not really seriously hurt. Spent the morning in A&E and she is fine.
I keep going over it in my mind again and again and I can't understand what prevented her from...well I am not going to say it
I feel like such an utterly shit Mother. What kind of fool lets go of a pram on a wet step to get something? The breaks were on at least but...Honestly, to myself I was so not on the ball. I keep getting flashbacks of lifting the buggy and not knowing what she was going to look like.
I know there isn't much anyone can do or say - I guess I need to get it down. I was just holding her all day thinking how fragile and precious she is and how her life is in my hands. What a responsibility and I let her down big time.