Another fall from bed

Last night, we went out for dinner with some friends, and only reached about 10p.m. Nathan was beat. He had only half an hour nap for the entire day. So he knocked out shortly when we reached home. But careless me, I left him on our bed, and went to have my teeth brushed. Chong was out in the kitchen washing his milk bottles.

I had just finished when I heard a tug on the floor. There was my boy, face down, hands and legs spread wide. He wailed.

I didn't see his fall, so I was worried where he was hit. But he cried bad. When things like that happen, we parents could only pray. I shone some light on him, couldn't see any visible bruises, just lots of tears streaming down his little red cheeks. I hugged and stroke his back, comforted him as best I could.

In the next 10mins or so, he slept again, peacefully.