Oh my goodness, I am a terrible mommy!!!!

I was walking down the stairs in our new place (we've never had a place with 2 stories so I am not used to stairs at all).... The baby was in her rocker. I twisted my ankle on the last step and fell... OH MY GOD, the baby flew face-first into the carpet, it even made a thump sound!! AAAAAAAH. I immediately say (outloud) "NO!!!" I reached down to pick her up and she was crying. Phew. DH ran down the stairs to see what the commotion was all about and we both began to pacnick like a bunch of chikens with our heads cut off. I was like: "I dont know! is she ok?!?" he grabbed her and said: "uhhhhh uhhh uhhhhhh I dont know! What do we do?!" I grabbed her back from him and checked her, she was still crying but seemed just fine. I was like: "do we call someone?! 911??!? call 911!!!!!" DH gaves me a weird stare with the most unsure expression I've ever seen, but was just kind of stuck there. At that point the baby calmed down a little bit and looked up at me... She stopped crying and was actively looking at me and DH, probably wondering if she should call child services on us! LOLOL

She's perfectly fine, from the looks of it... she just ate a 5oz bottle and is now looking right at me as I'm typing this. I'm going to closely monitor her.

That. Was. So. Scary.