I win the Bad Mother Award for 2007. My 5 1/2 month old child fell off the bed this morning. Yup. So here's how the story goes. Rob left this morning at 5:30 a.m.ish. When he left he accidentally shut our bedroom door. Well...that put Havick in a tizzy. Havick started barking outside our door at 6:15 a.m. That woke our princess who was sleeping in bed with us. (I know that's not right and I have learned my lesson, but the child likes to eat and her mother likes to sleep so it's worked to this point.) I get up and open the door to let Havick in the bedroom. I then get back in bed on Rob's side and put some pillows all around the bed to barricade the child in. I know she can roll around and scoot so I tried to prepare. Well, we were playing and cooing at each other. Next thing I know I hear a THUD and then a little cry. I fly out of bed (must have fallen asleep) yelling profanities and scoop my little sunshine off the floor. The pillow must have broken her fall because as soon as I picked her up she stopped crying. It wasn't one of those screaming cries either. It was more like "what the hell just happened" cry. Poor thing. I looked her over and over and moved all of her body parts. She was okay. THANK GOD. I am so lucky that she did not hurt herself.
Lesson learned - she will now sleep right next to me and I will always have a hand on her. I now know why my girlfriend said she was going to put her bed on the floor. I thought to myself "why would you do that - just put your kid in his crib." That's what I get.
Wish me luck in transitioning Peyton back to her crib. HA!