My birthday this year went by quite uneventfully. Same as last year. Hmm, seems like for the past few years, the only eventful birthday I had was when I was in confinement with Ivan in 2004 *hehehe*. Oops, come to think of it, something did happen during the wee hours of my birthday… Izac fell on the floor *cringe*.
Now, it happens that I always put him to sleep in his cot (previously used by Ivan). And when he wakes up for nursing in the middle of the night, I would transfer him to my bed and he’ll sleep there from then on till morning. I am normally a very light sleeper and he’ll be very well encased in my arms. I don’t really know what happened that night, must have totally conked out. Was sleeping… sleeping… sleeping… then *thuuud* and followed by *waaaaiiiiillllllll*. I shot right up and looked down at my baby crying away. I was already wide awake and cursing at myself for my carelessness, hubby was awake too, scolding me for not putting him in the cot.
*Sigh* Only thing I could do then was to soothe him, rub his head (although till today I still don’t know where he hit coz there was no redness, no bruise and no bump in the morning) and then nurse him back to sleep. After that day, hubby made sure I slept on the inner side of the bed so that Izac can never have the danger of falling off again.
So much for an uneventful birthday.
P/S: Now each of my boys have fallen off the bed once… arghhhh!