And then she fell out of her crib.

There are certain moments in parenthood when the world simply stops.

Our first experience occurred during labor when we dealt with some complications that we were not expecting at all.   Luckily, everything turned out fine.  Well, better than fine…Abby joined the world and was pure perfection.  Apparently she just wanted us to understand that with all the joy she’d bring to our life, she’d also make our hearts stop from time to time. Thanks, Abigail.

The second time the world stopped was when she was violently throwing up on Kiki and Mommy.  Not only that, but her skin was boiling up and there was  nothing I could do to console her.  It was awful. I felt so helpless. Luckily with this experience as well, everything turned out fine and she was only sick for approximately 12 hours.  We’ve been so fortunate that that one quick bug was the only one she’s had in 14+ months.  We knock on wood and count our lucky stars every day for having such a healthy child.

Gosh…I never thought I’d feel much more frightened than I did when I was in labor.

And then she fell out of her crib.

I was home alone with Abby last night because Travis had a charity dinner to attend.  No big deal.  I spend all my time with Abigail so what was an additional 4 hours of one-on-one time?  After her normal routine of bath, milk, and snuggle time, I went to put her down for bed. It was just like any other night.

And just like any other night she started whimpering, she threw her binky overboard, she tossed her blanky out of her crib, and she chucked baby over the edge as well.

And then the world stopped.

I heard the worst sound I’ve ever heard in my life (right up there with the sound of my knee blowing up when I tore my ACL, MCL, PCL, and partial meniscus).  I heard a major thud.  The thud was quickly followed by a screech. The screech was dramatically followed by cries.

I’ve never bolted off the couch and into her room (or anywhere, for that matter) so fast. I opened the door only to find my precious little pumpkin lying on the ground surrounded by her binky, blanky, and baby.  She was crying, but she was quick to let me hug her.  When I did, I checked all her limbs and when I looked down at her left foot, I nearly had a  heart attack.

Her ankle looked like it had been dislocated or broken.  Luckily, however, her footsie pajamas had come off her foot far enough to only appear as if she’d broken a limb.  All limbs were accounted for and nothing appeared to be broken.  Her head didn’t have any marks or bumps. She didn’t even seem as upset as she could have been…

She quickly gathered her blanky and started walking around as if nothing had happened.  I, however, was shaking uncontrollably and trying to appear “strong” (as tears were welling up in my eyes…I’m sure I looked really strong…).

Bottom line is that Abigail is fine. She’s her normal spunky self and she seems no worse for wear.  She’s the strong one.

But the lesson learned here is that we needed to be more prepared.  Her crib still had one more notch to be dropped that should have been taken care of months ago.  She’s a monkey, after all…we should have known that someday she’d hop over the edge.

She slept in our bed last night (practically on my head the whole time). Travis fixed the crib first thing this morning.  And even though I know it’s much safer than it was last night, I can’t help but be petrified that I’m going to hear that thud again.  The worst sound ever.

What’s even scarier is knowing that this isn’t the last time the world is going to stop.  It isn’t the last time Abigail’s going to fall down or get hurt or scream bloody murder.

Gosh, I can’t help but think of all the times my parents must have been scared to death of the things my brother and I got ourselves into:  we had concussions; stitches; broken limbs; pneumonia (at 4 months old)…the list goes on.

I suppose that’s just part of the job. Parenting is both amazingly rewarding and painfully frightening.  Thankfully, the amazingly rewarding parts vastly outweigh the painfully frightening ones.

Let’s just hope we never have to hear that terrible sound ever again.

Have a great weekend and be sure to double check everything in your house for safety!!!  Learn from our mistake!

7x7xMommy

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8 Responses

  1. Mara Weibley says:

    Oh scary!! I’m so glad Abigail is okay and I’ve duly noted the lesson to be learned. I can relate; on SuperBowl Sunday, I watched from across the room as Rosa rolled off a couch and smashed her head into a coffee table at 7 months old. Apparently our hostess, who was watching her, didn’t realize what she was capable of and my heart was literally in my throat. I cried. So did Rosa. But not for all that long. 😉

    • 7x7xMommy says:

      Mara…isn’t it the worst feeling!?! Oh my gosh, and I’m so glad Rosa was okay as well…our kids seem to be much stronger than us sometimes. Thanks for sharing your story! It’s nice to know we’re not alone. 🙂

  2. Ciara says:

    oh my goodness I am so glad she’s ok!!! And you did great – it must have been absolutely terrifying! We had a horrible scare about two months ago after a bad fall, ended up in the ER and everything.. all ok in the end but it was the absolute worst day of my life so far.
    It’s true though I guess we will have to get used this.. ahhhh not easy.

    • 7x7xMommy says:

      It was pretty darn terrifying! The sound alone freaked me out…and then to walk in and see her on the ground, I just didn’t even know what to think! And wow, you ended up in the ER!? I’m SOOO glad everything turned out okay and you’re right…I think it’s time we get used to these types of experiences!!! 🙂

  3. nduoma says:

    Glad to hear Abi is doing ok. Have you ever considered a floor bed? Google “Montessori floor bed” and see what you need.

    • 7x7xMommy says:

      I was talking to my Mom and she mentioned something similar to that…I’ll definitely have to look into it. A big kid bed is going to be entering the house in no time, I’m sure! Thanks for the recommendation!

  4. nduoma says:

    Sorry I keep typing “Abi”! That’s my friend’s name. I meant to say Abby 🙂

    • 7x7xMommy says:

      Haha, and no problem about Abi vs. Abby. I guess Abi would make more sense since her name is spelled Abigail, but we just went with Abby from the beginning. 🙂

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