It’s funny how your perspective, on nearly everything, changes when you have a baby who begins to crawl.
Before, a dresser was for storing clothes. Now it is a safety hazard for a baby who’s trying to pull up on an open drawer.
Crumbs and dirt on the floor used to just be a sign of a floor in need of sweeping. Now that junk is a choking hazard for a baby who’s trying to pick everything up and put it in her mouth.
The doorstop used to be a functional household product, but to my mobile baby it is a toy. She actually had so much fun with it that she ended up ripping it right off of the wall- which, in turn, made the unattached stopper unsafe.
The bookcase used to be an aesthetically pleasing piece of furniture in the living room, but now it is just anxiety-inducing peril on which my baby tries to pull up.
The fireplace has never been used (we live in Texas), so it is exclusively a hazard. We have bumpers on the corners, but the solid hearth itself is just as dangerous.
Basically the only safe haven for her these days is her Pack ‘n Play, depending on which toys are in there.