She was fine, and I cuddled with her and let her comfort nurse. Joe came home on break moments later and was confused as to why I was nursing her naked. (I generally try to keep her naked time to a minimum because she is awesome at peeing/pooping at the worst possible moment.) She was happy to see him and cheered up really quickly. I was so happy she was okay. Joe accidentally dropped her a couple weeks ago and was really worried he had hurt her, so he knew how freaked out I felt when I saw her injured. I think it's always scary when your kid is hurt, especially before you've deduced how serious the injury is, but it's extra scary since we live so far away from any sort of hospital. It's probably the least ideal location to live with someone who is accident prone and medically compromised by being incredibly tiny.
I'm also glad her teeth seem to have made it through the fall alright. She has been sleeping really well since her fifth one broke through, but I think more are coming in because she is drooling twice as much as usual. It's pretty nasty. But I am loving her little gap toothed smile.
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