Saving Eliyah

Our usual morning routine is as follows. Eliyah wakes up around 6am to be fed. I put her into bed with us, nurse her, and fall back to sleep. Since it's her last feeding, I usually leave her in bed with us. Dave wakes up around 6:45am to get ready for work. I usually sleep till I wake up (I've gotten spoiled by working from home). When I get up, I make sure Eliyah is in the center of our bed, and I start my day. I know she generally wakes up a bit before I hear her, but I like to let her do her thing for a while (she's like her mom and takes a bit to wake up). That way when I hear her, I know she's ready to give me lots of morning smiles.

Early last week, I popped my head in to check on her (as usual) just to make sure she was ok. I saw that she was just starting to wake up, so I went out again to give her "her" time. A little while later I heard her crying (her way of telling me "her" time is up). So I went in to get her. I walk into the room ... and panic. She's not on the bed! Immediately I realize she must have fallen off, so I run around to the other side of the bed, freaking out, to find her half way under her bassinet and just smiling up at me. I look over to see a pillow next to the bed and figured she must have rolled off onto the pillow and then rolled from the pillow to the carpet. She was totally fine and just unhappy with her current state of immobility.

I call Dave so upset that she had just fallen off the bed, expecting him to be shocked by my story. Instead he calmly asks, "Did she fall onto the pillow?" My jaw fell open, "How did you know?". "Well I've been putting the pillows on both sides of the bed for the two weeks." Since Eliyah has become Ms. Roley McPoley, he was afraid one day she'd roll off. I had no clue. I told him how I thought it was odd that when I woke up, the pillows I had taken off the bed the night before had conveniently "fallen" right next to the bedside. I remember thinking, "It's so odd that I haven't tripped over them during the night." Dave again explained that he'd been putting them there before he left for work so I didn't trip over them during the night. Hmmph. Shows how awake I am in the morning!

So daddy was watching out for his little girl even when he wasn't there.

A few days later, the same morning routine ensues, except I try to check on her more often now. As I was workin, I suddenly felt the need to go check on her again. So I walk into the room to find her hanging off the bed. She had rolled herself half-way down the bed, completely perpendicular, with her head and shoulders dangling off. She was all smiles, loving her new view of the world. This time, it was my turn to save her. Thank God for little promptings!

Needless to say, no more bed-time with mommy and daddy in the morning. Sorry Eliyah, but it's straight back into the bassinet with you. That is, until you figure out how to climb out!