About a week ago, Kev said "You know, I almost hate to say this because it might jynx us, but... I'm surprised neither of us has dropped her yet."
Now I have.
In the middle of the night, up again to feed her, hadn't slept much yet, got her out of her crib. She started to cry. I sat down in the glider. The boppy had been cast to the side in the last middle of the night feeding. I reached to the left for the boppy. She twisted dramatically to the right and then it happened. She dropped to the ground. Not a far drop, and onto carpeting, but still. She landed at least partially on her head. I cried out. She was quiet for a moment and then started to wail. Kevin came running. She cried. I cried. Kev hugged both us and soothed us. I started feeding her and she calmed right down. I realized she wasn't even as angry as she can be. Strange. We did some web research, examined her head and there were no bumps. She was falling asleep while eating, but rousing easily. She was not groggy. She seemed quite normal.
So when she was good and asleep again we put her back in the crib.
And went on with our on again, off again night.
I think she's fine. But boy was that scary. I felt awful.
Feel free to share your stories... Sigh.