Now that I have a little one in the house again, I am finding that my motherly fear of something happening to my child has grown tremendously. Whenever the baby is quiet or sleeping for a long time without making any noise, I have to go put a hand on his chest to make sure that he is breathing.
I did this when Roshane was little, and when Sky was little as well, but it is worse this time around. I think it might be because of Sky's fever seizure episode.
When Sky was about 18 months old, we went to Denmark for 3 months, and all of a sudden he spiked a fever. I undressed him, and I was holding him in my arms, while I was talking to my sister-in-law and my brother. All of a sudden he started having a seizure, and then he turned blue and stopped breathing. It was horrifying, and I don't know what I would have done if my sister-in-law (who is a nurse) and my brother had not been there. My brother called 911, and my sister-in-law started giving Sky mouth to mouth while I was holding him. By the time the ambulance arrived Sky had started breathing again, although his breathing was very irregular.
This episode has definitely made me a very paranoid mom, and for a long time Sky slept in my bed just so that I could keep an eye and a hand on him (of course he is now a big Mommy's boy).
With baby Emmett, it seems that I have really come to realize how fragile life really is, and I keep checking on him. Just now he had been sleeping in the stroller for two hours without making a noise, and I just caught myself going over there to put a hand on his chest to check that he was breathing for the third time.
Am I the only one who is a worry mom?
Did you ever go check that your kids were breathing, when they were babies?


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My kids are 8 and 5 and I still do it!
That must have been so unbelievably scary to go through that with Sky. I can't even imagine.
I cannot even begin to explain how terrifying it was with Sky, absolutely horrifying.
I always had the crib in my room so I could be close enough to help if something went wrong. Back when I had my babies there were no monitors you could buy.
Even if that hadn't been an issue though, I know we still would have done it. Babies really are little miracles.
My mom never stopped checking on us as long as we still lived at home. That means that she seriously still checks on my 24 year old sister if she isn't up when my mom gets home from work (my mom works third shift).
It was around those teen years when I learned about "God's waste basket". A bunch of our church kids had gone on a trip to Colorado to ski and got caught in one hell of a storm. A friend standing vigil with me by the phone said not to worry - if you've asked God to take care of our kids once - that is all you need to do. When you keep repeating that prayer over and over again you are clogging up Gods air space. Once you say that prayer toss it into God's waste basket and let God handle it. Our kids came home, tired, cold and scared but they came home.
Yes! If I could see her chest rising, I pulled back the blanket. One of my close friends lost her healthy 2 month old son to SIDS and I was terrified of losing my baby girl. Over time, I began to relax. I think it's normal and even wise to check on our babies.