Oh My Poor Baby!
I considered myself a light sleeper. Any movement or sound will wake me up from slumber land. Since Sara was born, I will wake up a few times in the night just to check on her to make sure that her feet is not cold or that she has not rolled to a corner of the mattress but mostly to make sure that she is still breathing!
Last Sunday, we were at my mom’s place after church and I decided to put Sara for a nap on my mom’s bed while I lied down beside her acting as a barricade (the other 3 sides of the bed were barricaded by 2 corners of the wall and the bed headboard). I was feeling so tired for the past week due to workload that I dozed off within minutes.
Last Sunday, we were at my mom’s place after church and I decided to put Sara for a nap on my mom’s bed while I lied down beside her acting as a barricade (the other 3 sides of the bed were barricaded by 2 corners of the wall and the bed headboard). I was feeling so tired for the past week due to workload that I dozed off within minutes.
The next thing I knew, I heard a boom! That sent me sitting straight right up and for a split second I realized that Sara was not beside me. Instantly, I looked over the bed and saw her lying on her back, on the floor. I thought “Oh no! She fell off the bed!” She was in shock for a moment and cried. I quickly picked her up. As soon as I had her in my arms, she stopped crying. She was back to her usual self within minutes.
I felt horrible. She actually climbed over me without me waking up at all. I was overwhelmed with guilt to realize that I could have fallen into such a deep sleep. But when you tried seeking understanding from certain people and having them saying things such as “You ah, always sleep like a log!” (contrary to that, to both Irene and I, I have always been a light sleeper), or "Aiyo, why you so tired ah?" or "You worst than me la, let your baby fall off!" does not help very much.
That night while I was watching her sleep, I burst into tears of thankfulness that God has protected her and tears of guilt that I have not watched her carefully. I wasn’t able to forget her look while lying on the floor after the fall. I have always made sure that she is in a safe surrounding yet she fell while in MY care.
I know kids will have bump and bruises as part of their growing up years. But to actually witness your own child fall, is heartbreaking.
I felt horrible. She actually climbed over me without me waking up at all. I was overwhelmed with guilt to realize that I could have fallen into such a deep sleep. But when you tried seeking understanding from certain people and having them saying things such as “You ah, always sleep like a log!” (contrary to that, to both Irene and I, I have always been a light sleeper), or "Aiyo, why you so tired ah?" or "You worst than me la, let your baby fall off!" does not help very much.
That night while I was watching her sleep, I burst into tears of thankfulness that God has protected her and tears of guilt that I have not watched her carefully. I wasn’t able to forget her look while lying on the floor after the fall. I have always made sure that she is in a safe surrounding yet she fell while in MY care.
I know kids will have bump and bruises as part of their growing up years. But to actually witness your own child fall, is heartbreaking.
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Moomykin: When I saw her on the floor, altho I was in shock, deep down I had the assurance that God was with her. I think I have to expect more of bumps & bruises from her