They always say that the minute you leave your bubs on the couch unattended is when she chooses to roll off it.
In our case, today Baby chose to bum-shuffle off our couch in the few seconds I was away from her side. I remember that as I eased my feet into my shoes in preparation for our afternoon walkies, I thought that I'd better hurry back because this time I'd neglected to strategically place cushions between her and the edge of the couch. That thought was interrupted by a loud whump as the fruit of my loins and the apple of my eye landed supinely on the floor.
There were loud screams of surprise and hurt, but she perked up after the boy distracted her with a few baby-swings. The back of her head was a little flat, but no more so than it'd been yesterday.
I wonder how many screw-ups one is allowed before her mum is black-marked as a bad parent?
*Yes, I know that you aren't supposed to leave a baby on a couch unattended - and trust me, I'm not going to do it again until she's old enough to get off it safely.