|Not this bad...|
After hearing all of the horror stories about babies falling you’d think that I wouldd know better. And I do. I know that it is not a smart decision to leave a baby on a bed. I got it. But it’s not like I set him down and then went to watch the game or something. Seriously, I didn’t. He was in the middle of the bed looking at the ceiling fan and I turned my back—I didn’t’ leave the room or for that matter the bed. It was a split second, and when I turned back he was taking the plunge. I cannot adequately describe how scared I was when this happened, just thinking about it still makes me cringe.
I was lucky. He’s okay, not even a scratch. He landed on a blanket on his side, looking up at me, like, Dude, where were you on that one? And after a quick whimper he was back (and I resumed breathing), laughing and giggling. Thank God for strong bones.
But from now on I gotta keep my head in the game…