One fell off and bumped his head

OMFG. Playing on the bed with the kid last night, tickling his feet and pulling him back from the edge over and over because depth perception is not his thing - I missed. And he crawled right off the edge of our bed. Which is like 3 feet off the ground (pillow top mattress, memory foam, fancy bed frame = really tall bed that requires a stool for me to get on, which is ridiculous). It was a miracle fall. He did not hit the bed frame with this gigantic noggin. He did not bust his teeth out due to the face planting. But OMFG (and I kinda hate that abbreviation) the wailing and crying and heated looks from my husband because this type of thing tends to make him think I do not know how to do things like "watch the baby". There were no obvious bumps and no bloody mouth so I think he's ok, but JESUS CHRIST. Who let me have this baby?