Jack's been having trouble lately with sleeping through the night, and I don't know why. I don't know if he is having nightmares, or tummy aches, or just wants Mama to come hold him, but he's been waking up in the middle of the night for about a week now. Last night was no different, and so, I very sleepily climbed out of bed and went to his assistance. He was standing in his bed, crying pitifully, with his green blankie in his arms. As soon as he saw me he indicated that he wanted his monkey (he sleeps with it every night). What I didn't realize was that he wanted me to pick him up first, and THEN get his monkey. Unfortunately I reversed the order and went for the monkey. This was so distressing to him that he threw himself down in the bed, smacking his nose on the crib railing as he went. He sat dazed for a moment, then the blood trickled down his nostril, then the screaming commenced. I quickly got a cold washcloth and covered his nose, catching most of the blood. So, for only the second time, Jack slept in our bed so that I could be sure that he could breathe. I was so worried that he had broken his nose and that it would swell to the point of being unable to breathe. He quieted down, however, and although he was congested, he was breathing normally when I put him back in his bed. Whew. That was NOT how we expected our evening to go! This morning he looked a little worse for wear, but still a cutie.