Does anyone ever imagine their LO dying?
I'm not kidding, I occasionally have these images of my kid dying. Like if we're out walking and a bus passes, I imagine her being squished.
It doesn't happen very often, but maybe every other week recently. It makes me cry almost every time and I get all freaked out.
Please don't flame, I feel like a horrible person already. I mean, who goes around imagining their kiddo dying?
I just try to be super thankful that we live in a developed country where we don't have to deal with infant mortality and kids dying in the same way our great grandparents did. My great grandmother lost 3 of her 10 kids before they reached age 10.
But it still weirds me out, and
last night I lost it at the end of the Harry Potter Movie because of
the teeny child-sized burial scene.
Re: Very Serious & Sad question
Yes.
I read a horrible news story about something that happened to a two-year-old and I keep imagining it happening to her and I don't know how to stop.
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Yes. It's very scary and sad, but sometimes I can't help myself.
Like sgrl said, if I read something I imagine it happening to Evie.
Yes I do too...I hate that I do...it' freaks me out too!
No flames...I am terrified of anything happening to her, like I don't know how I would function. But, at the same time, I don't feel that I'm overprotective...go figure.
I think it's every parent's biggest fear--some of us just think of the bad things that can happen more than others do.
This. It doesn't happen to me all the time, but once an image starts forming it's hard to make it stop.
i don't dwell on it or anythnig- but yeah, it pops into my head from time to time & i get pretty sad.
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It started with me when I was preg with DD and it's never stopped. My friends' moms say it will be like this until the day we die. It's not morbid, or insane, it's just being a parent and wanting to protect them from everything bad in this world and feeling helpless that you can't do it. You think somehow that if you imagine every possible scenario out there, you will be better prepared to deal with it.
There is a Plumb song that I love "Safe in My Arms" where she talks about holding her son as a baby and wanting to protect him from finding out there is any bad in this world and knowing she never would be able to.
I'm not overprotective either!!!
I sympathize there.
And it hasn't started to affect my behavior yet, besides the fact that LO gets some extra hugs.
I don't think I'm actually afraid of these things happening, as much as, maybe, realizing how very big a hole there would be in my life if anything ever were to happen to her.
I mostly think of it when I hear of someone elses child dying. It just makes me think it could be my child. It makes me really sad.
I LOVE that song! I am listening to that CD right now!
I'm glad I'm not the only one! My imagination gets the best of me sometimes and all of a sudden I'm picturing all sorts of terrible things. I think about what if he started choking on something and I couldn't get it out; then before long I'm in a panic about it.
I agree with pps that I am so much more affected by stories about things happening to kids now!
Every day I worry that she will be taken from us and especially when I hear a tragic story on the news or in real life, like the 13 month old at DD's day care who got Leukemia this year (he is in remission now). I also worry that something will happen to me or to DH. I'm a bit of a hypochondriac though so I might not be the best to ask!
I read a quote one time that really sums it up
"Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body."
-Elizabeth Stone
Not in such graphic ways, but I do think about it sometimes and it makes me cry. Like, sometimes when I check on him before I go to bed, my heart catches for a minute until I hear him breathing.
There's a scene at the beginning of the movie Terms of Endearment where the mom is checking on her baby for breathing, and just about climbs into the crib so she can hear. I'm totally that mom!
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Me also. It has gottn very bad since we returned home with our son from Russia. I am very fearful of her getting sick, accidents happening, etc.
Me also. It has gottn very bad since we returned home with our son from Russia. I am very fearful of her getting sick, accidents happening, etc.
Me also. It has gottn very bad since we returned home with our son from Russia. I am very fearful of her getting sick, accidents happening, etc.
Me also. It has gottn very bad since we returned home with our son from Russia. I am very fearful of her getting sick, accidents happening, etc.
Me also. It has gottn very bad since we returned home with our son from Russia. I am very fearful of her getting sick, accidents happening, etc.
Well said and good advice.
This is pretty much what happened in the news story I obsess about, except the father was the one who killed the mother. And left his own child alone in their apartment.
When I hear a sad news story, I think how awful it'd be if I lost them.
My obsession is with home invasion and kidnapping. I envision myself beating the last breath out of anyone that tried to take my kids from me. I would bite off a man's balls with my teeth if I had to.
Okaaay then... clearly I don't have any issues.
Yeah. I think it's normal to worry about, as long as the thoughts don't become too intrusive or disturbing.
Last year, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, Will almost died from pneumonia (the boys were 10m old at the time). He got SO sick SO fast; I mean, 36 hrs after his initial onset of simple cold symptoms, our pediatrician was calling an ambulance to take him to the hospital because she was worried he might just "putter out" on the drive to the hospital if we drove him there from her office ourselves.
Then this year (and I've posted about this), the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, Alex had a seizure and stopped breathing and had to be given CPR. As soon as I saw his eyes roll back in his head, I was racing down the stairs to call 911, I heard Tom saying, "Stay with us, buddy"--which was a horrible thing to hear. As Tom was doing CPR, Alex was all ashen and his lips were blue, his eyes were closed, he was completely still ... I really thought he was gone. That image haunted me. So yeah, I'm painfully aware of the possibility that something could happen to my LOs. Next year I want to just fast-forward through Thanksgiving week.