A really special coat rack for my daughter’s jackets

Before talking about the beautiful wood coat rack my parents and sister made to Ada, I would like to talk about something that happened to me yesterday.

Ada is an amazing baby, she is always progressing on big steps. She started crawling at 7 months, and now at almost 8 months she gets up alone since some days. As you can see she is really restless and advanced on her development.

Well, let’s go with what happened.. Every Wednesday I have german class, and when I am at class, Gustavo keeps the baby. So, yesterday I was at my German School bar, waiting for my husband. I get up to take a can from the machine, leaving the baby at her stroller. 3-4 seconds later I heard CLOC, I turned and the baby was lying flat on the flor. I don’t know how to explain what I felt. I hurried to take the baby, dropping everything that was on my hands, and her cries made me feel better. I hugged her shaking at the same time. A lady came to help me but as the baby was crying and she was speaking german and I was not really there I was not understanding anything.. Another lady came and told me I should bring the baby to the doctor and she gave me water and made me sit. I started breastfeeding the baby and she settled down. But I called my husband and was not able to stop crying.

Our kinderdoctor has the office very close to where I was. So I called her and they told me to go there then. The baby was much calmer, she was just occasionally sobbing. The doctor told me it was just a scare, that she was neither having a contusion, but that we should watch her carefully for the next 2 to 3 days.

I had a certainly bad time, probably worth than she had. I felt a was a really bad mother…now I am rather better..

Sorry for all this words..but I needed to explain it to feel better..

Well, let’s back to the objective of this post. Here I show this beautiful wood painted coat hanger:

** Ada’s coat rack**

** How does it looks at her room**

** A detail of the wood rack**

** The coat rack working as a coat rack.**

I finish the post with an event rather less serious that happened to me the day before yesterday: I was playing with Ada on a carpet, and suddenly we started to hear an awful sound, coming from the kitchen. What is that? Where is it coming? After some investigation I found out it was the american jar working alone!!! (it was plugged, eh..there was no ghost.. I suppose…well it was plugged but on the off position…) We got mad with the scar!

Well, I should stop talking now or I will never stop.. Have a nice day!