Our office is about 275 meters above the ground of Bangkok, and is located one train stop away from Victory Monument where the Red Shirts are massing.  I watched them earlier, a couple of men about 1/8th of an inch high waving flags walking around the roundabout.  I saw about three layers of taxis, blocking the part of Paholyothin that connects to the roundabout.  Now, the part of Victory Monument that is visible from our office is almost half-filled with little people in red shirts.

The reports from media say that Din Daeng is blocked, as well as the roads in front of the government offices in Ari.  I’m stuck waiting for our hired van to break through Din Daeng and get to the office to pick us all up.  Please bring us out of Bangkok.

I am anxious to go home because this morning, I saw red on my baby’s forehead.  He fell out of our bed and hit his head on the wooden floor with a resounding THUD!!! that was heard throughout the house.  Oh my goodness, Daniel was crying Oh no oh no oh no, because the sound awoke him and he thought the baby broke his neck.  I was in the bathroom and just about to re-enter the bedroom when it happened.  I thought that the worst had happened, and the baby was bleeding on the floor.

The baby was shrieking, but quieted down after a few minutes.  He was soon smiling, and I think a bit sheepish, and I think trying to tell me that he was just reaching for my reading lamp that is on the floor next to the bed.  I had to stay home and watch him for two hours, just to make sure he didn’t have a bad concussion.  The redness went away in an hour, and my husband told me during lunchtime that he didn’t even bruise.  I will be watching him tonight still.

All the experienced parents were telling me Don’t worry.  Babies always fall.  At least once.  The head is the heaviest part of the body, so they will fall headfirst.  They are tough.

One said Welcome to the club.

My favorite comment was Sometimes a knock on the head makes a bad thing alright.