Last night started out normal enough. Bub had dinner, had her bath, had her bottle and then proceeded to walk around playing with everything in order to avoid bed time. At quarter past 8 I decided I'd had enough and told her she was getting a new nappy then going to bed. To which she responded by jumping on the couch and ignoring me.
Then, just as I told her to be careful and stop jumping, everything changed. She jumped too close to the edge of the couch and lost her footing and launched herself off the couch head first into the tiled floor. I saw it happen from the other side of the room. When she landed face first into the tiles we both let out blood curdling screams (and I've never seen daddy drop everything and run that fast ever).
If you've ever witnessed your child land on a tiled floor, you'd know its the most terrifying thing ever. To know you can't stop it in time is horrible, especially when it appears to happen in slow motion right in front of you. I will never be able to erase the vision of her slumped upside down, head crooked, on the floor. I honestly thought she'd broken her neck or at the very least would be brain damaged. I don't know if that'd be a normal reaction for any parent or if my anxiety took it to the next level, but every time I close my eyes I see it over and over again. Its seared into my memory even though I desperately want to forget it
The good thing was she started screaming straight away. And then she didn't stop. And I don't blame her, if I didn't have to keep it together for her sake I probably would've been screaming my head off too. When we looked at her head it was swelling massively and turning black as it swelled. To be honest seeing her head swelling so quickly and so much was probably more horrifying than when she fell. I still feel physically faint even writing about it now. I hope I never have to see something like that happening to my baby ever again.
I called an ambulance for the first time ever and somehow managed to tell them my address before completely losing it after seeing the huge black lump again. Thankfully daddy took over on the phone so I could take over mummy cuddle duty and compose myself. When the ambulance came we decided to go to hospital to make sure everything was ok. The ambulance officers thought she was ok, but were happy to take her to hospital to get her properly checked out and I was more than happy to go. There's no way I would've slept at all sitting at home wondering whether she was going to pass out or have a fit at any moment.
Bub was so not a fan of the ambulance ride. She cried the entire time while cuddling into my chest. Like pulling at your heart strings sobbing that made me feel guilty for taking her to the hospital even though I knew I was doing the right thing for all of us. She didn't want a bar of the ambulance man. Every time he even dared to look in her direction she was off on a screaming fit. We tried to give her some lolly water (Panadol) but she just looked at us like we were aliens trying to feed her poison. She spat it at me then pretended she was going to vomit so we let her be. Even though I desperately wanted her to have some pain relief.
We spent 3hrs at the hospital and once they were satisfied she didn't have any fractures or broken bones they let us take her home. Just past midnight. She promptly fell asleep and didn't wake up properly until 9am (apart from the few time I roused her like they told us to). I let her sleep in bed with me, both for my sanity and to comfort her.
Very tired mummy and bubby
As soon as she woke she was crying her eyes out. No doubt she had a huge headache. She's been ok with pain relief today. She does have a rather nice multi-coloured shiner on her head though, which of course she refuses to let me get a proper photo of. I told her she has her very own rainbow on her head.
The good thing is that she seems to be back to herself today already, albeit with a few more mummy cuddles thrown in. I think I'm actually a lot more traumatised from the whole ordeal than her. She's already gone back and tried jumping on the couch twice today, both times I nearly had a heart attack.