Yesterday Charlie fell out of her Rock n Play and I just about had a heart attack.
I had just got home from work and Elia had her asleep upstairs in the twins’ room. I walked up to get Cash up for his speech therapy appointment and as soon as I got to the top of the stairs I heard a super loud thunk and then Charlie screaming bloody murder. I ran in and found her on the floor on her stomach crying and crying. Everyone ran into the room and Patience was screaming in her bed, it was just a loud horrible mess.
I took Charlie to my bedroom with the lights low, checked her over, and nursed her until she calmed down. I was just super grateful that she fell upstairs on the carpet. Both of the twins fell off our bed before they were 1 and we have hard floors. She is totally fine not even a mark on her. I took her with me to Cash’s speech therapy appointment and she was in a good mood.
Chad told me that Elia thought that I was going to beat her up. I actually thought that I did a pretty good job of NOT freaking out on her at all.
This morning she promised to always strap Charlie into anything with straps, even if she might wake up.
So that happened. Ughhh.