A Fear Comes True

I have a lot of fears when it comes to Zadie.  Fear of her swallowing something she shouldn't, fear of her not getting a good education, fear of her getting her heart broken one day, and many many more.  Well, today, one of my fears came true.  Zadie rolled off the bed onto our hardwood floor.  I screamed, Zadie screamed, but I think my scream may have been louder.  I had just taken her out of her warm bunting and the baby bjorn and had her on the bed.  I left her there for a split second while I hung her bunting up in her nursery.  I heard her hit the floor.  I ran over in a flash and scooped her up in my arms even before she started crying.  Poor little thing.  I was so angry at myself for leaving her and letting this happen.  She is okay.  Not even a bump on her head, but my god, it could have been so much worse.  I held her for as long as she wanted - all day.  She snuggled against my chest, she cooed, smiled and even laughed.  I think I needed it more that she did.  My little dove, I promise to never leave you on the bed alone again.  That's a pinky swear.