My idiot brother in law and his almost killing his son.

So at 6 am he pops in to tell me to tell my wife(his sister) who is still sleeping to watch his 6 month old son who is asleep downstairs while he works.

As if we don’t have enough to deal with as I needed to shower and run, and my wife went to sleep at 1 am because our two year old son is sick.

I don’t hear a thing downstairs and shower cuz I gotta go soon, my wife is up at this point and we still don’t hear anything but she tells me to go grab the six month old and bring him up so she can watch him.

I go down there and the door is locked, have to go get the key. And huh there is no baby down there. I check both bedrooms and the front room sofas. I’m about to say well guess he decided to take the kid somewhere and leave when I hear strange gasping noises. I follow them into my BIL’s bed room and am still hearing it when I see a baby foot peeking out from under his bed! I lean down on the hard tile floor and pull his son out from under the bed, his son has a sheet tightly wrapped around his head! I unwrap him and he is gasping for breath desperately, the sheet and his face and hair is soaked in sweat.

:eek::eek::eek:

What in the fucking fuck was this fucker thinking leaving this baby alone like that and just telling us hey go down if he cries!

Fuck!

Holy cow! I don’t have kids, but correct me if I’m wrong…doesn’t the first rule of parenting say something like “DON’T KILL THE KID!!!”

Holy crap!!! Wha…how…why…whe…
That’s just nuts!

The first rule of Parent Club is “Don’t kill the kid.”

The second rule of Parent Club is “Don’t kill the kid.”

The third rule of Parent Club is “Don’t kill the kid.”

The four rule of… you know, I’m starting to sense a pattern here.

Either this is fiction or you need to call some sort of intervention service. I’m betting fiction.

He says the baby was sleeping on his bed when he left and told me to just listen if I heard crying, he insists the baby doesn’t crawl.

The sheet that was wrapped around his head came from the bed. We’re guessing the baby woke up somehow wrapped the sheet tightly around his face and then fell off the bed onto the hard tile floor and kicked himself under the bed(I found him on his back). I feel horrible because I was just about to walk out and lock the door because I didn’t see him on my first sweep.

FUCK! I can’t believe he would even do that, and then put that kind of guilt on us.

It ain’t fiction.

Yeah, that’s beyond irresponsible. Somebody other than that father needs to be watching that child.

Next thing you know, he’ll put him in the bathtub & just walk out.

I’d guess there is a lot of backstory here. My bullshit meter didn’t ping at all.

Of course, I live in a state where people forget their kids in their cars. In triple digit heat. People are advised to leave something important, like their purse or cellphone, next to the carseat so they won’t forget their baby. I kinda think babies are more important than purses or cellphones, but, yanno.

What I got from the story, and I could be wrong, the baby was sleeping on a bed, Dad left baby sleeping, baby rolled off the bed and then got wound up in the sheets.

No backstory, i just can’t see leaving a six month old on a bed and the Op said he was looking on couches because he expected to see the baby there… With no supervision. Sounds like neglect at best. Actually, neglect would be if the baby was left in a crib, this is far worse. Sounds like there are a couple of parents who need to be relieved of their kid.

If the dad is comfortable with waking the OP and his wife up to watch the baby, there is a backstory. Families are teh strange at times.

If the OP is looking at couches for the kid, there is a backstory. As I have already said, I don’t have kids. I don’t know anything about raising one. I tend to expect that kids that young sleep in cribs. If I wasn’t forewarned, I would have looked for a crib, not a couch or bed.

I do agree that the child is in a very dangerous home. Young children are very fragile and need to be properly cared for. I don’t understand how people could forget a child in a car in the middle of summer, or leave one in the bathtub, or all of the other idiotic ways that people kill kids. I just know that I hear about it all the time.

Ahhh. I thought that you were talking about a back story between the OP and I. I was offended for a second until I realized that you think that some familial “backstory” is sufficient to explain someone leaving an unattended 6 month old in a locked home. The back story and the present story is that the child is in a dangerous home. I stand behind my thought that the parents need to find a better option for their child.

“If you do kill the kid, blame it on a kidnapper.”

People spend most of their afternoons without their children, no one goes anywhere without car keys and a purse/wallet, it’s about forgetfulness not importance.

You and your wife and the baby’s mother need to sit down with this idiot and have a real “Come to Jesus” talk with him about his responsibilities as a caretaker.

It’s not so much something important as something you’ll need immediately. You’ll immediately notice not having your purse or your cellphone because you always have it with you - you won’t necessarily immediately notice not having your baby because you’re used to leaving it at the babysitters/at home/at daycare/etc.

Leaving a baby in a hot car *can *be an act of deliberate negligence, but more often it seems to be just a terrible mistake with hideous consequences - one anyone could make. Leaving a baby home alone, sleeping on an adult bed instead of in a crib, is definitely a deliberate act of neglect (if the description in the OP is accurate). It’s a whole different ballpark.

Is there a mum in this scenario?

Where do you think babies are normally left at night? Do you think parents stay up in shifts to watch them 24/7?

Um…I don’t know the kid in question, but I know at 6 mos, Slim was definately doing a crawl of sorts. I don’t remember if he was crawling PROPERLY (like on his hands and knees) but he was definately doing the ‘throw my arms out, grab some carpet and draaaaagg myself forward on my belly’ thing at that age.

I found my niece in a similar situation to that once.

I heard muffled noise while talking to my bro and s-i-l, and just sort of wandered off to see what it was. My niece, who was about 5 or 6 at the time, had been rolling around in the bed playing with the sheets and blankets and managed to wedge her bound up self between the bed and the wall. She was hot and red and sweaty.

Very scary.