I thought it wouldn’t happen, but it did.
Zee fell off the bed last night.
Hubby was in the living room, testing his new DVDs. I was supposed to go to bed beside Zee, but then I got up and put something on the shelf nearby. I stood up. Then a “thud.” I looked and there was Zee on the floor, crying.
We carried her and cuddled her, and I suggested that we go to the nearby hospital (a tricycle drive away). She was given a skull X-ray, and after a while we told her the results were okay. We just have to observe her for 24 hours if in case she gets a fever, vomits, or feels drowsy and irritable. If so, we’ll bring her for another checkup.
So far, she’s back to her jolly self (actually since last night, with the exception of the X-ray episode — I think she hates lying on a hard surface and someone holding her jaws) and when we left for work this morning, she was in a playful mood.
My mom said that despite the fall, she was okay because her guardian angel caught her. She just got surprised, so she cried.
I believe that. I believe that all babies have guardian angels that protect them from harm. I thank her guardian angel and God that Zee’s fine now.
On a lighter note, I bought a new toy for Zee. Since she likes the sound of plastic, we bought her the Black, White, and Sometimes Red book from Read and Play. Here it is:
It just has four pages, each has a picture of an animal, and each page sounds like plastic when you crumple it. She enjoys it from time to time. But I guess she likes rolling on the bed and lying on her chest more.