My little girl (2 years old) stayed with some family last night. At 4 am I woke up to my phone ringing. I answered and it was my grandma she was frantic but I could tell she was trying to be calm. She told me they had a little emergency but not to freak out. At that moment I remember freezing. What happened to my daughter… my first question, for some reason was is she breathing? My grandma said she was and she was ok now but she climbed up into her aunts bed and the fell out and had a gash in her head. They asked if I wanted them to take her to the hospital. Of course I said yes and jumped in my car still in my pajamas and rushed to the hospital. I beat my family there and started the process of getting her checked in. My baby gets there and I about fainted. Not because the gash was “horrible” but at the blood on my little girls jammies. No mommy ever wants to see her baby covered in blood. The immediately get us back and do a CT scan. Thankfully everything check out fine internally. My baby was given 4 staples. I had never been so scared in my entire life and I never want to let her go again.