That Dreaded Sound

This one is for the parents...

Middle of the night. The sound of something hitting the floor.

A breath stopping pause. Followed by the bawling of your baby.

You are instantly awake and practically jumped off the bed. Your heart somewhere below your guts.

Rushed to pick up the baby and hugged him/her close to your chest.

But the damage is done.

Lights get switched on, checking for bruises and any other injury while soothing the poor baby.

Stayed up long after the baby has gone back to sleep. Feeling guilty for not waking up in time to prevent the incident.

Heart broken to pieces seeing that purplish bump and the residual tears at the corner of the eyes.




Poor baby Young will have a bungalow on his forehead for a few days to come.

I am so sorry my dear child, papa has now placed something to prevent you from falling off the bed again.

If only we have done that earlier.