Confession Time!
Two weeks ago you fell off the changing table.
It was on my watch and I am riddled with guilt and very thankful that you were fine 30 seconds after it happened.
After screaming bloody murder for 15 seconds, the next 15 seconds you spent trying to squirm out of my arms because I thought you were mad at me for letting you fall.
As soon as I put you down on the floor, you crawled faster than I have ever seen you, over to a huge bottle full of change in our bedroom, one of your favorite things to play with. Upon reaching it, you started laughing and it was as if the fall didn’t even happen.
I can’t help but wonder if you just might have a career as a stunt man or a leading man in your future.
I know letting you fall off the changing table is no joking matter, but it was an accident and very careless of me to walk away without strapping you in. Throughout the night of the fall, I checked your shoulders and arms repeatedly to make sure that you could move them and continued checking for bruises the whole following week. I have definitely learned my lesson.
By the way, the photo above was taken this morning. Lucas wanted to check in on his college fund and I couldn’t resist taking the shot.
The best is yet to be.
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Ms. L fell out of her crib on Wed. I didn't even know she was pulling herself up! I know what you were feeling. Ms. L did the same thing as Lucas. She cried, I picked her up, she stopped crying and started playing with my earrings. I was freaked out!
Tonya! SUCH A CUTE pic of Lucas! I like his little monkey jammies!
Too cute!
Hi! Stopping by from MBC. Love your blog.
Have a nice day!
How sweet is this post i love it! I can relate to this, my son Aniken fell off the bed the other day! i guess they are tougher than we think, well so i hope 🙂 thankfully he wasn’t hurt.. I would love for you to check & join our blog and say hi x
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That happens!!! Emma fell off our bed in a hotel once when she was about 11 months… Thank goodness she wasn't hurt… And Noemi climbed out of the window in her room when she was about 18 months… That was so scary (we lived on the ground floor). I had to dash her to the ER… It only took a couple of seconds…
SO glad I'm not alone with my guilt. Accidents happen. Thank goodness our little tots are a lot stronger than we give them credit for, huh?
xo