Christmas day began with a THUD
December 25th, 2008 @ 6:15 pm

And no, I’m sorry to say it wasn’t Santa’s reindeer stomping on our roof.

Sometime in the middle of the night, the Kiddo came into our room and got into bed on my side.  I was aware of this, because when she first got in bed, she laid completely ON me.   I was on my back, and she climbed right up, laid down on me and put her cheek against mine and we dozed like that for about ten minutes I guess, until her weight started to bother me being on my chest like that.

I think she came into our room because I had her humidifier on in her room for her stuffy nose, and she’d gotten cold (her little toesies were icicles).  After I’d had enough of 35 lbs on my chest I made the dumb mistake of having her lay to  my left on the bed, which is on the edge of the bed, thinking in a few minutes I’d take her back to her room for the rest of the night.

Har har.  I feel fast asleep snuggled up with her, and she pretty much stuck right next to me all night… until at like 6:40 a.m., she rolled off the bed and landed between the bed and my nightstand.  :shock:

Yep, that woke both me and my husband right up.  She was crying right away and crawled right back up into bed and sat in my lap while I felt around her head for any huge lumps, while my husband got up and turned on the bathroom light so we could check her visually and make sure she wasn’t bleeding profusely somewhere.

She must not have bumped too hard as I couldn’t even find a bump and there were no scratches or anything, thankfully.  Boy did I feel like dirt and completely stupid, but was extremely thankful she was more or less only startled from the fall.  It could have been really bad because there is only like eight or nine inches of space between the bed and my nightstand… so, yeah. EEK!

Lesson learned, next time she’s going between my husband and I regardless of whether I actually plan on taking her back to her own bed and follow through with it or end up falling asleep.  No sense risking a potential disaster with another fall from our bed, since this is not the first, nor I doubt the last time she’ll come crawling into our bed in the middle of the night.

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