That will never happen to us...

So you know those horror stories that you hear about how people's kids get injured and think to yourself oh that will never happen to us. Today I was in my closet putting clothes away and I hear a weird but loud thud and then a blood curling scream from Kaden that I had never heard before. Mind you this is my child that runs head on into walls or falls on the cement doing a face plant and gets up without crying. I knew that this scream meant that something was terribly wrong. I walked around the corner to the room and see that he has tipped his tall and very heavy dresser over onto himself while aparently trying to climb to get a toy off the top. My heart pounded as I thought do we have broken ribs, legs, punctured lungs, internal bleeding all those horrible things a mother thinks. I was slightly (only slightly) relieved to see that the top corner of one of the sides of the dresser was stopped and held up by the otomon to his rocking chair. So I was able to lift it off him and look him over good although being really startled and scared he only had scratches on his legs. I am so grateful for that otomon and probably some divine intervention and the adrenaline I had to lift the very heavy dresser (nine months pregnant) and resuce my trapped child. What a relief! It has had me thinking today how incredibly grateful I am to be Kaden's mom and what would I do if something ever happened to him? All day long Kaden has told me "mom so scary" and points to the dresser. Chris came home this afternoon and the first thing we did was bolt the dresser to the wall and although it looks hideous it is reassuring to know that he is safe. It was one of those things that I never thought would EVER happen! Scary!