yesterday, as i was getting dressed for the day, i heard a bit of noise. i new immediately that ry had woken from his nap. as usual, i continued on with what i was doing. he will usually entertain himself in his crib for up to 20-30 minutes...IF he's in a good mood when he wakes up. i do remember a moment when i did not hear any little voice or movement coming from his room, but did not think much of it. then...it happened. a loud, big thump. my heart dropped and i KNEW what had happened. i ran to his room, swung open the door to find him on the ground, crying loudly, and making an attempt to stand up. i thought i was going to throw up as a million scenerios filled my mind. i grabbed him and began checking. pulling, twisting, bending every joint and limb to make sure there was nothing wrong. i was almost in tears. i held him close and tight till he stopped crying and both of us had calmed down. i think he was over it way before i was. amazingly not a thing had happened...to my knowledge. "thank you Lord for your protection!" i cried! it had to be by God's grace. see, my little one is a climber. anything he can put his knee or foot on, he will, and he'll be up on the edge of the tub, the couch, or stairs before you can stop him. i don't think i've gotten over it yet! my nerves were soooo frazzled. i'm sure many of you can relate to this situation and maybe yours did not end so well. my heart goes out to you.
all i know is that i'm going to need God to equip me for what may lie ahead. i'm not so good with things like that. i just know i am so greatful he was ok. i know the Lord will watch over him, but the unknown is a scary place. thankfully we have a savior who knows all things and is in control of all things.
needless to say, rich lowered the crib to it's lowest point last night. i may even have to resolve to removing the bumper. i'm sure that is how he made his way to the edge when he toppled over and onto the floor. i think he's too smart and too daring for his own good.
we will pray now, that this was a one time event. at least for this little one. hopefully we'll be one step ahead for the next baby!
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you are so funny. it won't be the last time he takes a fall. beieve me. and you will have to let him fall over and over again. he's a boy. that's what they were made to do. start preparing yourself now. just wait till you have two boys and a bike ramp. good times.
Oh Steph. I've been there. Kayla fell out of her crib and we had to lower it as well. It feels so awful. I remember the pounding of my heart!
I'm glad he was okay.
thanks jen...you DIDN'T make me feel any better :o)
Oh yes! I remember well the first time N fell from MY bed. He was about 6 months old taking a nap, surrounded by pillows. And then we heard a THUD - he screamed and screamed! It was terrible. Then fast forward 4 years later - while in Myrtle Beach this summer, we woke up to a THUD next to us...he had rolled out of his bed onto the floor, directly into the folding-mirrored closet doors that were open! He just kept snoring! We were amazed that he was still asleep even after putting him back into his bed. The next morning he had no idea that had happened! The moral of this long story is...sorry to say...Jen is right. It WILL happen again!
Oh gosh, that would be a scary thing! I am so glad he was ok, though. I think it is funny how you said he was probably over it way before you, because I am sure that is so true. :)
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