I have a 7 week old and she’s adorable and amazing and the best thing that’s ever happened to me. She naps a lot during the day, which is the second best thing to ever happen. I get to do laundry and read and make fruit crisp like a normal person! She naps in her snugabunny swing in the living room and I have to go tickle her cheek or toes every ten minutes to make sure she’s alive. It doesn’t wake her up, it just makes her purse her lips and look oh-so-cute and reassures me so I can go do the dishes.
I don’t really even want to do it. I’ll peek in at her and think, oh, she’s so cute! So peaceful looking and cherubic and… pale… almost waxy?? Uh oh, better check that she’s alive! And I tiptoe over and poke her. And she’s alive, yay! Man, is she cute!
I don’t really want to talk about SIDS, because obviously it scares the living shit out of me. I just get to feeling crazy some times and I want to know that other people poke their sleeping babies, too. Right?
So cute, so peaceful so. . . still. Scared the beejezus out of me. I don’t remember how long it took me to break out of the habit. Surely by the time they were 6 months old. I think.
I don’t think my parents would have done that with me since I was a super light sleeper. I think when I was down they were too grateful to do anything to mess with that. But my mom does tell a story about being freaked out that I wasn’t breathing and putting a mirror up against my mouth to see if I was breathing.
Perhaps mine were exceptionally still sleepers because I would stare and stare and stare and they were always so still. I did think of the mirror thing but I didn’t have one small enough to carry to their cribs and put under their noses.
I think it is completely normal.
Infants apparently trigger a lot of seemingly illogical behavior in otherwise rational adults especially when the adult is the primary caregiver.
Mine are 9 and 7. I don’t poke them, per se, but I do still go and make sure they’re alive. Just not every 10 minutes like when they were the OP’s baby’s age.
When Junior was small I did it all the time. And hold a mirror over his face. And watch his chest rising. And call people over and say ‘Does he look pale? I think he’s pale? Does he seem too pale?’
He’s almost 2 and I don’t do it anymore. Hang in there mommy - this too will pass.
As much work as it took to get our two to actually go to sleep… not a chance. In fact there were days I might have killed anyone who tried to poke them.