True confessions of a grandmothering fail

I experienced a huge grandmothering fail this past Wednesday night. Under my watch, Ellie crawled off of a bed and did a header on to the floor. I don't want you to be too stressed, so I will tell you that three days later, she is fine other than a skinned nose. But I assure you that Wednesday night was very traumatic for Ellie, me, Matt and Sally and Jack.
Here is what happened:
Matt and Sally are having a bunch of painting done at their house and Sally was starting work on Thursday (two full days of meetings on Thursday and Friday, then classes start on Monday August 15, so I offered to babysit those two days). Things were a bit hectic with the painting, so Sally decided that she and Ellie would spend the night at our house. Matt came to pick up Otto to take him to his folks' house. I offered to change Ellie into her sleeper and took her into the bedroom to change her diaper and put on her pjs. The diaper change went well, but when I reached down to get the sleeper, Ellie scooted out of a sitting position in the middle of the bed and sprint crawled to the edge of the bed with a giant smile on her face. I tried to grab her, but she was too fast and she crawled right off the edge of the bed and landed on her face on the floor. There was a huge thud, Matt and Sally came running and Ellie started crying, I picked Ellie up off the floor and handed her to Sally and just buried my face in my hands and kept repeating "I am so sorry".
I thought I was going to throw up.
It's a terrible feeling being responsible for someone else's hurt and it's even worse when it's your granddaughter. It did not matter how understanding Matt and Sally were.
There wasn't any blood and all of Ellie's body parts appeared to be working. Her forehead and nose were red, like a rug burn. Matt called his dad who just happens to be a pediatrician (as I might have mentioned a time or two). Bob was reassuring and told him what to watch out for. I prayed more than usual Wednesday night, that's for sure. On Thursday morning, Ellie was acting like Ellie and I was very thankful.
The scary thing was how quickly that tumble happened. It was so so so fast. It made me realize once again how life can change in an instant. I felt like life is one big accident waiting to happen. I know, however, that that is no way to live life, worrying about what might happen, what could happen. I have to control the variables that I can and trust in God.
I am so thankful for our positive outcome and for everyone being forgiving and understanding.

shortly after the fall #toughcookie

the next morning

36 hours after the fall/Friday am