Tuana was overdue on a nap but doing well. Back at the house, she did nap, but not long enough. When she woke up, she was my hip attachment. I finally was able to set her down when I put a bowl of food on kid-size table.
I'm not sure how she fell off her chair, but she has quite a few close calls all the time, so I caught the movement out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't reach fast enough so I stuck out my foot - just in time and perfectly cradling her head and neck so it didn't bang the floor.
But she cried, and I figured it was because she was scared. But then she stamped her foot, and I realized she was hurt. She had food in her mouth, and I put my hand in front of her and she automatically spit it it out. Even though it was a dried strawberry - it looked too red - and, sure enough her mouth was bleeding. I brought her to the sink and washed her mouth. She mimicked me, washing her mouth as well. She wasn't crying any longer, but playing with the water. However, I couldn't get her away to examine as it set her in a fit of screams.
In the end, I could see she cut the string of skin the connects the inner lip to the gums. I'm not sure how important that piece is.. but she seemed okay in spite of the bleeding lip. My poor baby. She was restless going down tonight. Maybe she was in pain, maybe she needed to poop. It's hard to tell with babies.
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