like d e a d.
at that moment i realized the days of taking my eyes off of my
obviously all maternal instincts came rushing to me at once when i scooped my teary eyed baby girl off the carpet and into my lap. she cried for a whole 43 seconds, and then laughed at me. i was too busy checking her limbs, face and head to notice that she didn't have a scratch on her, and she was acting normal. i felt like the worst mother in the world. i mean, who lets their 122 day old baby [almost 4 months, if you don't want to do the math] grow up and decide that she is going to learn how to roll over in the most inconvenient spot imaginable?! i felt so bad, vegas got to snuggle with mommy way past her bedtime.
to make matters worse, the needle lady at our pediatrician has a date with miss v tomorrow - her actual 4 month birthday - to give her the 4 month cocktail of vaccines.
oh and she is getting her ears pierced this weekend.
mother of the year, right here. ::points double fingers at myself::