Saturday, February 02, 2013
the runaway stroller incident
most of my grey hairs are just grey at the root, but the one i found this morning was a doozy. it was about a foot long and the ENTIRE length of it was grey. i found it near the front of my head, and there is no way i could have missed it, so i just know that it turned completely grey overnight and i know exactly which incident is to blame for it: Ava's First Roller Coaster Experience (or, more accurately known as The Runaway Stroller Incident )
three days ago a friend and i were just leaving san diego zoo's safari park after spending a fun afternoon there with our kids. tristan was pushing ava in the stroller and had done such a good job up until that point, i didn't think anything of him continuing to push her to where our car was parked. the parking aisles are alongside a very long and steep hill and, as we were walking down this hill, tristan decided that it would be fun to let go of the stroller and then run to catch it. (ava was sitting in the stroller and was not buckled in). its honestly all such a blur but the first thing i remember is that suddenly i was running as fast as i possibly could while screaming, "tristan!!" at the top of my lungs, while he was running as fast as he possibly could trying to reach the stroller that was quickly gaining speed and hurtling down the hill. the stroller bounced off of the sidewalk onto the road, then suddenly swerved towards the curb where it hit, stopped and turned completely upside down on top of my baby.
she had blood and dirt all over the right side of her face, but she was crying and i knew that was a good thing. my friend cindy had the presence of mind to check her head for bumps and her little body for broken bones. i just held her in my arms while i trembled and hugged her to me while saying, "you're okay!" over and over, like i couldn't quite believe it. i have thought of so many "what if's" that i've made myself sick, and so i keep reminding myself that the what if's did not happen. she is safe, she is whole and i have no idea how she is still in one piece, but she is!
seriously, i don't think i have ever been that terrified in my entire life. the next morning i woke up with a throat hoarse from screaming and a leg sore and painful from running on it (which it is not used to) and i still had post-adrenaline shakes. ava now resembles two face, (though a much cuter version) and i've already had a few strangers ask what in the world happened to her.
that little girl is going to turn me completely grey, i just know it! perhaps i should start keeping track of my hair-coloring expenses and ask her to pay me back once she gets her first job?