We had an appointment at the midwife today. Everything was looking good for the both of us. We had a good talk, and started wrapping things up.
Jasper was fussy and crying as expected, and I was trying to nurse as much as possible. We finally needed to check me out though, so I had to put him back in the carrier that was on the floor (I was sitting on a couch in front of him). The midwife needed to leave the room for a second.
So there we were. I was trying to calm him by giving him a pacifier, and he wasn’t having any of it. I then heard something above me and noticed some ceiling flakes started falling on us. Then a chunk of ceiling fell by his carrier. “OH! OH!” was all I could muster out.
I looked up and the light fixture (one of the long box ones) was swinging right over my baby. If the one side with the wires hadn’t have held it would have fallen right on top of him.
I quickly scooped him up and ran to the other side of the room. The midwives ran in after that. I had no clue how it happened as I was looking at the baby. I was a bit shook up at first, but after seeing he was ok I calmed down.
I think the midwives were more upset than I was. It really was just a freak accident. Would happen to me. As long as my baby is fine, I’m fine.
Oh, and he now weighs 9 pounds 8 oz.