The kids are alright, right?

Lately I've had an endless amount of stress in regards to my two little ones. The three year old went to her Dads a few weeks back, and fell down the stairs because no one was watching her. My initial reaction was one of hyperactivity, panic and rage. I didn't know when they turned up with her to take her to the hospital if I should comfort her or kill her Dad. How could he let it happen? Why was no one with her?! After several long and worrying hours spent in the children's department of the hospital with my ex and his mother, we finally got the result back. She had fractured both bones in her wrist. Granted, she could of broken her neck, but I still was far from happy. She was alright with having a plaster cast on, apart from having to let the nurse touch it. She has this funny thing about people touching her or looking at her when she's hurt, I don't know why. After this we left, and I got a moment with my ex away from his mother, to ask him exactly why no one was with her when this happened. He told me he was at his Nan's house, and I just wanted to scream. Fair enough if he wants to help his Nan out now and then, but not when he's meant to be seeing his daughter! After all, he took me to court so he could have an order saying he was entitled to see her 3 days a week and alternate weekends, which in all honesty was heart wrenching for me as everyone had convinced me he was trying to pin me as the bad guy and take my daughter away. Really, he was lucky she was there, she saved him from a very thorough talking to from me, and I'm not a nice lady when I don't want to be. To make matters worse, when I took her to have her cast changed, I had assumed he and his mother were taking us along to the hospital. Wrong again. His mother was the only one there, and although she admits to not having reminded him, he shouldn't need to be! His daughter has a broken wrist, I would of thought he'd remember that. He obviously loves her a lot, but he's just not putting the effort in, and to be honest I just don't know what to do. Half of me says ditch him because he's useless, other half of me says he needs to stay because he's her Dad and she loves him. Gah.

My one year old is doing fine, aside from being extremely accident prone lately. Recently his arms are going under him and he's slamming his head down on the floor. He's also falling off the bed in the morning, and I'm just worried he's going to end up hurting himself seriously. Then again, babies will be babies. Other concern I have is how he's not yet walking, or even standing independently. He'll climb up to standing and hold on, but only on a few rare occasions when he's been really distracted has he stood up alone. He's 14 months old now, and I just find it all a little hard. But I hear stories of women with children who don't walk until they're 15 months old, so I guess there's time for him to shine yet!