It happened, I don't know how but it did

I don't know how but some how the carseat with Sarah in it was next to Dan and I on the counter and then it wasn't, fell off face down on the tile for. I've never been so scared in my life. I was on the phone and just hung up. Sarah is fine, was scared but fine. She was scared. I was bawling, Daddy was too. I can bet we will never put the car seat on the counter again. What a natural move to put it at our level. Never again. Dan emmediately picked her up. She stopped crying when I took her, well mostly stopped crying. I didn't. It will be a while or never before I get over that.
The risk of losing her several times during pregnancy, then this and she isn't even walking yet and not any where near being a teenager. Is being scared wittless a permanent fixture of parenthood? I'm seriously starting to think so.
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The day before Thanksgiving last year, my then-6-year-old was monkeying around in the living room while I was out of the room (jumping on the couch, which he KNOWS is a huge no-no). I walked in the room just in time to see him lose his balance and go flying face-first toward our coffee table, knocking over a glass in the process. He landed right on top of it and cut his wrist on the now-broken glass. I saw blood on his wrist and nearly fainted. Fortunately it was just a surface cut, but it was right there at his ulnar artery and it bled A LOT. He was crying, and I was frantic. No stitches- and just another day in the life of parenting.... close calls are part of it, I guess.
Life is so fragile, but I'm convinced kids are made of rubber. They bounce back pretty quickly from most things. Parenting, I'm convinced, is designed to give you mini-heart-attacks along the way so that we don't live forever.
My daughter felt of the sinc once. No need to say she's now taking her bath in the bath....
I think our parental fears provide a keen insight into an aspect of our Father's nature, don't you? Kind of assuring to think that he is worried about us.
You and your husband sound like very conscientious parents. My hats off to you both.