Thursday night I dreamt that Alex had left Arabella on the couch for only a split second, and while he wasn't looking, she reached for Gaia, fell on on her face and scraped and bloodied herself up big time.The next day I kept teasing Alex to make sure to keep an eye on her, to be careful with her, not to drop her... etc.
I'm sure you can all see where this is going....
Friday night. This is how it all played out:
I was sitting in front of my computer, savoring each sip of the rare glass of wine I allow myself these days, when very faintly in the background I heard cries coming from our baby monitor. I jumped up, grabbed my glass of wine and my glass of water (one can never be too careful with alcohol while breastfeeding), ran them to the kitchen (one can also never be too careful with a cat named Gaia) and took off running to our bedroom.
From her cries, I knew something had happened. I opened the bedroom door to complete and absolute darkness. I had closed the shutters and pulled the blinds earlier that day to keep it cool and couldn't see a damn thing. Of all the days to do that... I didn't need to see her, though, to know she had fallen. Her screams were coming from too far away to be in bed. My heart was pounding so hard. Stumbling and fumbling, I finally found the light switch and ran over to my poor little baby, scared to death on the the TILED floor. She had rolled all the way over to the other side and right off. All I could think was, "Oh my god - my dream. Oh my god - my dream."
She stopped crying almost immediately after I picked her up. I, on the other hand, kept shaking for nearly another half an hour.She's ok; pretty much left unscathed. It must have been pretty terrifying for her in that moment. One last turn and you're flying through the air and then... hello floor. OOOOWWWWWWW!
As for my dream/premonition, I wish I could hone in on the skill and use it to my advantage. Wouldn't we all love to have a little internal warning system? The same thing happened the day my dog, Mia, died. The movie "Pet Cemetery" popped into my head upon waking. "Huh. That was a good movie," I thought. Then, on my way to work, trucks kept cutting me off, one after another. I remember thinking, "There is something about trucks today."
Sure enough, there was. My dog was hit and killed by one that very afternoon.
Coincidence? Maybe. Maybe not. Unfortunately, I have so many vivid dreams, I can never tell which ones are warnings and which ones are just manifestations of all the pent up craziness I have inside. What to do, what to do... I guess, I must accept the fact that I am a mere human and try to protect the people I love the best way I know how - by paying attention, by being vigilant and careful (and by covering every hard surface with soft, squishy pillows). ;-)
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Oh, poor Arabella- and poor you!!! I remember the first time I dropped Apollo- I couldn't relax for a few hours afterwards, even though he was just fine. Thank goodness babies are so rubbery- they bounce back fast.
P.S. Where did you get those ADORABLE skirt/short (skort?) bottoms she is wearing. So CUTE!!!!!
Rory, I got these off Hyenacart from a lady named Madeleine at SmartyPants Knits: http://hyenacart.com/smartypantsknits. She is only doing custom orders at the moment, so you have to sign up on a waiting list. She just started doing a custom order for me and I'm soooo excited! It's going to be bright colors with retro flowers on the bum! Check out her stuff. It's amazing.
Hi Sassy - after talking to you Friday I was hoping to find a blog confirming she's okay! So glad she's such a tough girl!!! I have had dreams that warn me too - although, usually it's fun stuff like hearing from an old friend in my dream, then really hearing from them the next day. Our brains are so cool sometimes :)
Sarah Sarah Sarah,
I am sorry that miss bella fell... on to the tile floor.... however from one mother to another... when the girl is a "steam rolling" machine she is ready to be in crib with a bumper (and no she won't suffocate, it will help her not get tangled). Anyway I am not trying to NAG, though I know that is what it sounds like- we merely have different style of bringing up baby. Luke hardly ever slept with us because paul was so freaked he would roll on him and I am not one that enjoys being kicked and "worried" all night long - I need my beauty sleep, that is by far the most important thing and that is why Luke was sleepin in his crib for 12+ hours a night by 3 mo corrected :)
Think how nice that sounds - I know you are CRAVING sleep!!!
Love you!
Merry, Merry, Merry... well, I want Bella to sleep with us because we have chosen ATTACHMENT PARENTING for many many reasons. While I taught kindergarten, I paid close attention to parenting styles and the outcomes thus far(and the outcomes now) and the one I really loved the best was attachment parenting. I actually sleep just fine with her next to me(she doesn't sleep between us). I'm sure I'd have a much more difficult time if she were down the hall and I had to wake up to feed her or worry about her (and the cats). I love having her next to me and I know she loves it too. I know it may be harder to get her to sleep in her crib later, but I just believe the benefits outweigh all the hardships. They are little for such a short period time and as long as we have another barrier on the other side (and lots of pillows ;-) I'm going to take full advantage. And, c'mon, look how BEAUTIFUL I look ;-) I probably get too much sleep!!! (She's a really really good sleeper at night... Naptime, not so much. ;-( )
huh... attachment parenting? what is that... I am completely attached to my son, though if you have to work you, you havet o give up portions/ forms of attachment I guess....
Anyway cute smiley girl!!!
Thanks for the tips on the pants- so adorable.
Apollo still sleeps in our bed, as well. I follow the attachment parenting theory also, but every family is different- what works for one child may not work for another. I've even known moms who had one baby sleep with them, but had to do it differently with the next baby because of temperment, reflux, etc., so you never know. Apollo still sleeps with us and we love it- We all get more sleep this way. Having him in our bed was the only way I got any sleep at all when he was a newborn. Anyhow, thats my 2 cents.
Thanks for your input, Rory. I could tell used attachement parenting from your blog and comments.
Merry, Attachement Parenting is a parenting philosophy. You can check it out here: http://www.attachmentparenting.org/principles/principles.php
Obviously we all do what works the best for our particular situation. You've been an amazing mama from the get go.
Sarah and Bella!
Congratulations! You've both survived your first injury! Imagine how you'll feel when she comes home from her first week of 7th grade and nobody will sit with her at lunchtime...At least this is an easy problem to fix...just add more pillows. And it's survival of the fittest kids- I bet she'll soon learn how to roll over and not fall off the bed. Don't worry. Trust yourself and her. You're both doing exactly what you need to get to the next stage. Just love each other and be gentle with yourselves!
Love,
Esther
Well after looking at the website, I think I am well past most of teh nurturing baby stage (I hope so, though Luke keeps telling us he doesn't want to be a big boy!... I don't know why not?) The disciplining though is where we are at with a toddler... and paul and I have very differing views on how and what extent Luke needs to be disciplined... I am going to share the print out with Paul tonight. Disciplining plain old SUCKS!!!!
Tell me about it. That was the majority of my job as a kindergarten teacher! It's hard enough to find the philosophy that works for you. I bet it's much harder when you have to agree with your spouse! Good Luck!
Sarah, I'm just glad she wasn't all "bloodied up" like in your original dream. She's getting so big!
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