Little Miracles

Maka was at a Stake Meeting up in a different city. I desperately needed to go to the store. I had 5 children at the time, and I took 5 with me to the store. It was about 7pm, walking through the store, Aanya, Keilani walking beside me, Katalina and Lavi in the basket sitting down,and leila in the front of the basket in her car seat. I did this all the time, I have become a pro taking all my rugrats with me places. I knew that it was dangerous to put my children in the basket, but I was a pro right, I would just make sure that they would sit on there bums.

We were not in the store 5 minutes, stopped to look at a card for their father, I caught with the corner of my eye Katalina standing up in the basket. I hurried and went for her, as I took a step, I yelled "Sit down before......" "BAM", out of the basket, head first backwards onto the hard cement floor.

I really didn't know what to think, I was shocked first off, I picked her up, as she was crying, I threw her over my shoulder, as I patted her back with one hand I hurried and felt for a bump, or blood.. Nothing. whew!!

I turned her around and asked if she was alright, she said(trying to hold back the tears,) "yes mommy", so I put her into the basket again, Leila was the baby, she was crying, Lavi was crying, and of course Katalina was too. We hurried and tried to get the things I desperately needed (diapers) and once we got the the store where the diapers were at, I bent over to see if Katalina was ok again.

I looked down into the basket, looked at her, and asked her again" are you OK", she turned with tears still running down her cheeks, looked up at me---- MY HEART JUST ABOUT CAME OUT OF MY CHEST---- Her eyes were bulging out of her sockets, littlery.. I was frantic, I was in shock, I had my cell phone in my hand, instead of calling 911, I called my sister, she told me to get off the phone and call 911.. I didn't, I don't know why, I wonder if it was that she looked fine again, or that just the shock I couldn't do anything.

I walked out that store, 5 kids, 5 crying. Nobody helped me, I simply put everyone in the car, and drove to my mother-in-laws house, which was 15 minutes away from the store, I kept questioning the seriousness of it all. I called the bishop, cuz I couldn't get a hold of my husband, he then gave my husband the message to call me right away.

He didn't hesitate one bit, He was straight forward, said I was to take her to the emergency right away. Once I got there my husband met me, we were seen shortly after we got there. The doc came in, sat down, asked what had happened, didn't even look at her head, just immediately said we need to do an cat scan on her..

He didn't act like anything was wrong with her.. Did I blow this out of proportion?
Nope.. After it was all done and over with, the doctor came in and said I have good news and bad news.

First the good news.. "she is not dead". (ummm- OK?)

Bad news- "She fractured her skull from the bottom of her head all the way up to top..

WHAT?????????

now I was freakin'

The good news came from the xrays.... the fracture was the straightest fracture he'd ever seen.. He told us that if there was one jagged piece on that break that it would have punctured, and she would have bled to death with in 15 minutes...

Stupid says what?????

I can't believe to this day that I did not take her in right away.( Dev-why didn't the eyes bulging out not give it away?)

I am thankful for the angel that was watching out for my little 3 year old, I defiantly learned my lesson.

She is 99% recovered from this, she is now 7, and sometimes will wake up in the middle of the night with a headache, but a headache over a dead child, I'll deal with that for sure..I just tell her that that is her angels love pressing down on her head...

Please please please, to this day I walk the store with my children beside me. I can't help it, I stare at the mothers who have the children in their basket, not judging, but out of fear, I simply tell that person about our near death experience, most people just look at me weird, but at least I warned them right.. Please, Please please, do not put your children in the basket at the stores, the price you might pay is defiantly not worth the few minutes of sanity....

Another Monday, another memory...