Our meticulous attempt at protecting our son's head, turns out being not good enough.
Finally Muzzammil followed in the footsteps of his brother Muzaffar, by falling down the bed!
He cried the longest this time.
It caused quite a scene of frantic cooing and comforting which lasted 30 minutes or so. By everyone, including my brother-in-law's wife joining in the effort.
We were watching Zombi Kampong Pisang, and laughing quite loudly, which probably is why we wouldn't be able to hear his cries for company.
But I actually wouldn't worry too much. I reckon his head is quite strong even for my jaws, which he bumped several times already.
Much to our relief, he suffers no after-effect, especially the dreaded high fever, and according to my doctor to be sister in law, loss of hearing.
So from today onwards, we will never put him in bed again, unless we are with him.
As you can see, most of the time, the babies sleep on comforters at floor level.
But I think there's more to come. For one, he's got this habit of standing-and- then-releasing-his-hold. There has been lots of near misses, and probably the odd one or two semi-serious bumps.
Watch out for him, we should.
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