Today was one of those days where you feel like you're doing a million things at once. my LO and I came upstairs but in my rush I must not have clicked the stairs gate properly closed. I was trying to fold laundry while she was toddling around when the next thing I knew she had pushed the gate opened and started tumbling down the stairs. The stairs curve as they go down and after about three steps her body paused for a millisecond from falling more and I scooped her up, thank God. But she has a bump the size of a golf ball The moment keeps playing and replaying in my mind and I feel like a total sh#% for being careless with the gate and being distracted. My poor baby :*( I never would forgive myself if something ever happened to her. :*(