Brave Little Cookie Pushing the Limits

I could not come up with a clever title because my heart is still pounding out of my chest. It has been that way for an hour now. Why, you ask? Well, let me just go ahead and tell you.

I rocked Care Bear to sleep and she was asleep, no waking up when I laid her down in her crib. I came downstairs to make hers and MIss Priss' Bows for their Pumpkin Patch outfits and I hear "THUD!!!!" The sound it made was as bad as when she pulled the armoire down on her face and we ended up in the ER with stitches and a broken nose. I sprinted upstairs to see what could have possibly made that noise. Miss Priss was laying in her bed too, but hers is so low to the ground and I would have heard her scream out if it were her. I heard a tiny scream, then I got there.

Care Bear was laid out on her back trying to muster up a cry. She was so scared that she couldn't get it out, it was like she was hyperventilating while trying to cry. I picked her up and she wimpered for a minute then she was fine. Smiling. laughing, walking, eating cheetos, etc.. I wasn't so fine though. She climbed out of her crib at not even a year old. WHAT? I don't know what to do because the bed is as low as it can go. I told yall she was a climber!!

I'm still in shock, like I said, but she is perfect. No crying, no sunk in bumps or poking out bumps, no different sized pupils, no sleepiness, etc.. She cries more if she drops a cookie than she did falling out of her crib. Our floor is very very carpeted though, so maybe that is why we were so blessed this time.

This girl, i swear, she is going to bring back every bit of anxiety that I thought I had overcome recentley.