It was such a gorgeous day today that I thought I'd take Claire swimming in our pool; however, she was very obviously tired, so a nap was in order. I decided to hang out with her in my bed for a bit and see if she'd fall asleep. Buuuutttt, she didn't exactly fall asleep, but instead, fell out of the mountainous bed---HEAD first onto our hardwood floors!!! I could have died. She cried and cried and cried and I cried and cried and cried. I definitely lost my "mother of the year award" today. It was miserable. All this happened after I watched a news clip on TBI's this morning. I was freakin out to say the least, but gained my compsure enough to handle the situation. After the tears stopped flowing (5 minutes or so), she seemed okay. Her eyes weren't dilating abnormally, she wasn't irritable, no blood, etc. I went through my little manual to check the signs/symptoms to watch for, but she seemed okay. All she had to show for her fall from the sky was a big...