And then my heart stopped
I had the scare of my life this morning. I was up late last night, sewing a toga for Heidi (I am trying my hand at some domestic type projects this year and thought doing the toga would give me some great practice. As it turned out, I think I did a good job. I will post pics later) . So this morning, I was not quite awake when I got up to do that whole first morning pee thing. I ALWAYS check in on Braden when I wake up thru the night and first thing in the morning. I am not sure how many moms do it, but I go in to make sure he is breathing. I put my hand on his back, or I get really close to him to make sure I see his chest rising and falling. Probably sounds morbid, but it is my biggest fear. Well....this morning, I went into his room, and noticed (right away) that his baby afghan was wrapped around his head and entire upper body. Only his legs were exposed. He was lying on his back and that was unusual too. He always sleeps on his tummy with his butt in the air. I went over and touched his legs, they were cold to the touch. Then I started saying his name, and shaking him a little. He didn't respond. I shook him harder, said his name louder (more frantically), and he still didn't respond. I grabbed him and picked him up and while I was doing that, he started to stir. Poor baby was just deep asleep. But OMG, I was scared. It was the cold legs and the afghan wrapped around his head that did it. I told Brian, Braden is wearing PJs to bed from here on out, and NO MORE blankets for him. My heart can't take it.
While I was holding him, his little lip came out and he was doing the pouty cry, and I just couldn't quit hugging and kissing him and telling him I loved him. I put him back down and he went back to sleep pretty easily. And when I went back to our bedroom, my husband looked at me with disgust and told me I needed to get more sleep.....maybe it isn't the same for dads. But for moms, or at least this mom, it's always in the back of our minds. That almost unmentionable fear.
Okay, back to feeding this lil monster some Fruit Loops. He is going thru my mail right now. I am hoping he is thinking about paying some of our bills.
While I was holding him, his little lip came out and he was doing the pouty cry, and I just couldn't quit hugging and kissing him and telling him I loved him. I put him back down and he went back to sleep pretty easily. And when I went back to our bedroom, my husband looked at me with disgust and told me I needed to get more sleep.....maybe it isn't the same for dads. But for moms, or at least this mom, it's always in the back of our minds. That almost unmentionable fear.
Okay, back to feeding this lil monster some Fruit Loops. He is going thru my mail right now. I am hoping he is thinking about paying some of our bills.