The chiquita falls quite often. She's a toddler - that's what they do. Wander, wander, wander, fall, wander some more, fall, fall, fall. At this point she falls, and as a parent I pause to see if she cries or fusses before I move. She's a tough one too, so sometimes I find scrapes and bruises when I have missed the fall completely.
When she became mobile I made sure we baby proofed and padded everything. Luckily we have carpet, so most of the spills are cushioned, but there are edges and corners that pose a threat. Of course the girly figured out how to detach all the foam barriers as soon as she started standing. I tried and tried to re-adhere them, but she would just pull them off again. Babyproofing: 0, Baby: 1.
The other night I wished I would have been more tenacious. She toddled and fell right into the corner of the TV stand. There was a terrible thud that no mother ever wants to hear, followed by a silent baby laying face down. It was one of those super slow motion mama moments that really only lasts a second. By the time I reached her she was crying. When I lifted her a thick glob of blood had already formed and was dripping down her face. Two towels, a band aid and ice pack later she was fine.
Poor chiquita - I'm sure there are many more falls to come...
|First band aid.|