The Stroller Incident

I suppose I should come clean, since the story will eventually come out, although I wasn’t hiding anything, just wasn’t feeling like talking about it, but I should share, at least maybe other mamas won’t make the same mistake I did.

Here goes.....

Sunday morning I was going out for a jog with Isabella. I realized the tires were pretty flat on the jogging stroller so I thought I’d better go back to the house and grab some quarters out of my car so I could stop by the gas station and fill up the tires. I pushed her back up the driveway, locked the wheels on her stroller (or so I thought), opened the garage door and went to my car to get the money. When I got back out of my car, I noticed there was no Isabella. She had rolled down the driveway and was rolling backwards down the street. I screamed and ran as fast as I could to get her. I caught up to her as she hit the curb and fell over. She’s fine. Miraculously only her hand was scratched up. We are lucky for some many reasons.

1. We live on a cul-de-sac, so luckily there is hardly any traffic on our street.
2. She didn’t roll out into the next street over, which she easily could have.
3. It was cold that morning, so she was in a thick winter jacket and wrapped in a blanket (extra padding)
4. Somehow it doesn’t appear that she hit her head at all.

We were both, of course, pretty shook up. I did try to get a hold of the doctor on-call and talked to Mercy on-call who told me it sounded like I shouldn’t be concerned but to watch her pupils, watch for crossed eyes, watch for vomiting. I’m still watching her like a hawk. She’s fine.

By the way, did I mention that Jeff drove down the street with his briefcase and banana on the back of his car? He didn't even tell me about it, our neighbor did. When I tried to make fun of him he said "Did the neighbor say anything about our daughter rolling down the street?" Point taken.