First, the day started off with a bang (literally) when we heard Gabbie screaming from her room. She sometimes has a hard time waking up, so that wasn't out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary was where I found her when I got there. She was on her hands and knees in the middle of the floor, apparently unhurt, but incredibly scared.
She wasn't the only one. I whisked her up and took her into our bedroom to strip her down and inspect for broken bones/bumps/bruises. Like I said, she was scared more than anything else, and has seemed fine all day, but I can't help to still be a little worried. I don't know if she hit her head, so I've been watching her like a hawk. We still can't figure out how she got out, but she did, so Aaron immediately lowered her crib mattress to it's lower level, and I'm considering sleeping in the bed in her room tonight. Like I needed any more anxiety today than I already had going on.
The rest of the anxiety came from the fact that we put in an offer on a house today. This is the first time we've done it following a very long search, and we're both excited and nervous. It's a really good deal, and we immediately fell in love with the house, even before we went inside. I'm trying not to get my hopes up too much, and I'll be fine if it falls through - there are other houses, lots of them, out there. But I'm still pretty anxious and on pins and needles waiting for their response.
Which is why Aaron bought me a bottle of my favorite wine (Famega Vinho Verde , in case you're interested), and told me to drink a glass and chill the heck out because I was making him anxious with my anxiousness. And it's totally working (but I'm still probably sleeping her room tonight, and checking to make sure the phone is still working every few hours).