A quick, little trip...

...to Kohl's ended up a huge fiasco this morning. Ella woke up a little rambunctious today, and all that extra energy only intensified when we got to the store. My little monkey was hiding under racks, climbing on shelves, and knocking multiple things over. When we finally made it to the checkout counter, I felt pretty grateful nothing more serious had happened. I couldn't wait to get out of there and away from all those "Can't you control your child?!" glares.

Ella was right next to me (I know this, because she was hiding behind my leg because the lady in line behind us was trying to talk to her) and I turned away for a second to hand the cashier my money. That's when I heard the lady gasp and say, "Oh, no!" I turn around and Ella is on the ground on her back with the cart pinned on top of her. Of course she let out a blood curdling scream and one of the other cashiers says, "I'll go get the manager! Do you think we need to call 911?" What? 911?! I scooped Ella up and, even though she was crying, she was already starting to calm a little bit. She wasn't bleeding and seemed more scared than anything. Before I knew it, the manager comes running and tells me an ambulance is on the way (!) and I need to just have a seat. After much discussion, I finally persuaded him to cancel the ambulance and reassured him I'd call the doctor if I needed to. I was thinking 'seriously, I'm not an idiot here' and Ella was not even crying by this point. She was looking at all these people like 'hey, what's the big deal?' Anyways, we had to fill out an accident report and state that I didn't blame Kohl's for my parental negligence (that's not what it said, but that's how I felt). I have never been so glad to get out of a place as I was at that moment!

Once we got in the truck, Ella seemed fine and was asking for a strawberry milkshake "to make my boo-boo feel better". Then, as all mothers do (I think), I started second guessing myself, wondering if maybe she had really gotten hurt and I was ignoring it. Then the ICU nurse in me starts thinking of all the things that could go wrong with closed head injuries and I worked myself into kind of a panic. I tried to call Chris to ask if he thought I should take her to the urgent care center (even though we were just there last week when she dislocated her elbow!), but he didn't answer. So, I ended up driving home to take the watch and wait approach. So far, she seems okay and spent the whole afternoon jumping around here. Of course when she started getting tired at naptime, part of me started questioning whether I should let her go to sleep and ended up keeping her awake an extra hour. Eventually, I figured I would let her sleep just a little bit and then wake her up and make sure she's okay. Do the rest of you moms do this to yourselves, too?!! I'm feel like I'm making myself crazy here. Anyways, that's the story of our day. Needless to say, I don't plan to revisit that particular Kohl's anytime soon.