well, i vowed it would never happen. at least not till ds was old enough to be in his own bed and room, and not immediatly in my reach. but this morning it did. my 7th month old fell off the bed.
It was early this morning, and though he screamed for a little while, within 10 mins, he was back to cooing and talking about things. I felt and checked every bone in his body, and there are no marks on him or anything.
I just can't shake the guilt and shame. I feel like such a neglectful mama.
(Although, technically, it was my dh who was supposed to be watching him, and it was he who fell asleep while ds was scooting all over the bed, and failed to notice him getting close to the edge.
: But then again, he feels as bad about it than I do.)
DS is so quick when he scoots, he loves the telephone, which is on the night stand beside the bed, and he was lunging at it when he fell.
that was the worse moment of my life, that thud, the immediate screaming from the far side of the bed, and me looking to see what was the matter, and not seeing him. That realization and dawning on me of what happenned is the worse. I was shaking all morning.
I feel. awful. I should have been watching him. I did not know my husband was going to fall back asleep, I thought he was fully awake for the morning, for had I known, I would have took him and put him on the floor.
I feel so bad.
He has been acting normal all day. Do I still need to take him to the doctor?