Yesterday morning I fell down the stairs at my in-laws' house. While I was carrying Nathan. Fortunately, the stairs were recently carpeted and had very thick padding. But that's why I slipped. I've slipped down a stair or two EVERY TIME I've walked down the stairs since they replaced the carpeting. But never with Nathan.
I slid down three stairs and managed to keep him in my arms, but he slipped up above my shoulders and bonked his little face on the step above me. He was scared. I was scared. The Targo nearly had to be revived with an AED. Three seconds later we realized he was none the worse for wear --- just a spot of rug burn on his face, but that's only because his skin is made of paper.
It's one of those "Thank God" moments that I just keep rewinding in my head. Like I said, I'm sure this has happened to many moms, but when you're right there, slipping, and hear your baby's head hit the stairs, it's pretty upsetting.