I’m not giving this lady excuses but I also almost killed my baby on the 3rd day. All the books say never sleep with a newborn because you could accidentally lay and suffocate your baby. So I avoided the bed but instead I was holding my son in my arms while on the couch and passed out from exhaustion and I found him stuck between me and the couch. I’m so lucky that he could breath and I wasn’t completely crushing him.
Since that day he has never slept in the same bed with me and always slept in a crib or his own bed.
It’s also worth noting, you can get bed attached cribs. You can’t fit in, so you can’t roll onto the baby. At the same time, it’s possible to lie down, skin to skin. Best of both worlds.
Ya, that’s what we did after. I think it was called cosleeper or something along those lines.
I woke up once with my hand/arm on my son but it wasn’t enough to suffocate him. I was patting him when he woke up and then left my hand there.
Thank you for the suggestions. I’m sure other new parents will appreciate that.
“next to me” cot
I took a job with a multiple hour commute. I was miserable and alone in an unfamiliar state. I was working 16 hour days just to keep the place from imploding after they laid off the rest of my team with zero warning. Had just broken up with my girlfriend. Things were bad. That coupled with the insomnia led to me basically not sleeping at all aside from naps for days on end.
We got hit with a major storm and after 5 days of no power or heat my parents suggested I drive to their house. It was about 2 hours away. I jumped at the chance to get out of that hellhole. Hopped in my car, thought I was a little sleepy but I’d done longer drives many times before. 2 hours was nothing… right?
I started dozing off about an hour in. Couldn’t keep my eyes open. The lines on the road were hypnotizing me. I remember cranking the A/C to max even though it was freezing, turning the radio up and even slapping myself in the face to try and wake myself up. Nothing worked and I started getting scared and looking for a rest area. There were none and there wasn’t a safe spot to pull off. I thought I could make it as I had ”only” 20 minutes of travel left. Nope.
I started microsleeping. Though it’s possible I was doing it the entire time and didn’t even realize it. Nothing would keep me awake. At all. Until I woke up to my car bouncing off a concrete divider on the left side of the highway when I had been in the right lane before. I remember hearing horns blaring and people gunning it to get away from me. I was definitely awake then. I drove home the rest of the way white-knuckled, eyes big as saucers. Couldn’t believe nothing worse happened. I felt like such an asshole putting myself and others in danger like that.
So I can see this happening. Ataxia is no joke. It will creep up on you slowly. You might not even realize you’re microsleeping ever. And hers was obviously much worse than mine. If you think you have insomnia or sleep apnea, tell your doctor.
In Utah they have highway signs that say something like “Drowsy driving is worse than drunk driving. Pull over if you’re tired.”
We do as well. I remember kinda scoffing at them before my incident. Had to learn the hard, stupid and expensive way it’s definitely true.
My insomnia got so bad at one point that from my POV I started blacking out for several hours at a time. I’d look at the clock, blink, and the time would go from like 3pm to 11pm instantly. In reality my brain was just too tired to register anything that happened to me to memory, even the memory of existence in the moment; just…not there. I was my same old self, according to my wife, which I believe, I mean, who the hell else could I be? I don’t live duplicitous, I’m not worried I might have said or done something contrary to me.
It happened one night where I had gone out to dinner with my wife’s grandparents = no memory of the events at all. I drove, apparently…and that’s when I made the earliest appointment I could to get sleeping pills.
Lack of sleep is no joke. It was like someone else was living my life. the highlight reel parts at that. I’d snap back while playing Civ or having to go to work.
Being so tired you open a door and slide a child into an oven thinking it is a crib is one thing. Doing that and then turning a knob to turn the oven on is another.
…How do you accidentally put a baby in an oven?! JFC, this is awful.
I have never been less intelligent in my adult life than on night 7 of an acid reflux constant screaming night that never ends. That goes on for 6 weeks after birth or longer sometimes
But still an oven and a crib are completely different things, you have to open an oven and then close it. Also ovens typically have racks in them, which would be difficult to fit a baby in with those in.
This sounds like straight malice or insanity.
Sleep depravation is insanity…
The comment you replied to made is pretty clear how sleep deprived a new parent can become.
Some people are more or less susceptible to it, for various reasons. If I get <7h of sleep for 5-7 days in a row my personality starts to change, and that’s not exactly severe sleep depravation…
A newborn parent might just be getting 2-4h a day, which is a disabling amount of sleep depravation. And no, your friend doesn’t survive on 3h/n, if they do they should be a research subject, individuals with SSS are genetically dispositioned to be able to sleep <= 6.5 hours per night. They’re literally a special breed of people, and 3h/n would be an actual marvel
Sleep deprivation is a few notches above insanity. You would gladly kill someone if it ment you could sleep on their corps.
That’s only the “I haven’t slept at all in nearly a week” level, and I’m not talking like an hour a night.
I’ve worked 12 hour shifts before commuting 1-1.5 hours each way, along with having lifelong insomnia, and half of those shifts were 7 PM to 7 AM, so I know the toll it takes on you. 4 hours or less of shitty quality sleep after working a 12 hour day and being awake for 16-18 hours, off hours (going to sleep at 9 or 10 AM and waking up at 4:30 PM) definitely takes a toll on you.
My brother is a machine and sleeps like 3-5 hours a night, commutes hours each way, works as an electrician for like 10-16 hours, and then would come home and take care of his daughter (who just turned 4, he’s held the same job for years).
I can’t think of a funny joke/pun since it’s 2:30 AM and I’m waiting for my 20 mg of Ambien to kick in, but your typo of corpse without the e made me think of you killing a group of people (a corps, pronounced Core, because, French) just to sleep on their corpses 😂
If you don’t regularly get enough restful sleep you can start microsleeping and you wont be aware of it. I’d have a stern talk with your brother about that since he does dangerous work as an electrician and has a young daughter.
I’ve tried to but he’s stubborn as hell and doesn’t listen, he’s 4 years older than me. He breaks my balls about relying on Ambien for sleep. His opinion is “if I’m fucked up I wanna feel fucked up” (as in “something is wrong”) and I retorted “do you want to feel that way for the next 40-50 years when it can be remedied?” and his only response was " you got me there… "
Maybe mom was sleep-deprived and was about to cook a turkey the same time she was taking care of the baby and maybe she put the turkey in the crib…
😳
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been exhausted and later discovered I put the milk by the coffee machine and the coffee in the fridge. Same premise, slightly less terrible outcome.
I like to drink a coffee and a glass of juice in the morning. I have put juice instead of milk in my coffee more often than I would admit.
They’re not even in the same packaging, one is a tetra pack, the other is a tall glass bottle.
Ain’t no fucking way she put the pizza in bed
No actual facts yet, so this claim shouldn’t be reported as fact.
On one hand, I’ve done similar things many times. Fortunately, I was not caring for children at the time.
On the other hand, the more likely scenario is that mom was dealing with some mental health stuff and did it purposely.
Either way, I hope she gets some mental health treatment. She obviously will need it after this, regardless of how it happened.
Unexpected Witcher 3 reference.
I said this to my wife and she totally missed it…I had to pull up the cutscene on Youtube.
endangering the welfare of a child
Seems like it should be more than just endangering…
Nobody puts baby in the
ovencorner!coroner*
Well, this lady does.
There’s a time and a place dude… this isn’t it.
This is exactly it.
At least it won’t be pinned on cannabis. /s?
R E E F E R M A D N E S S
in her OVEN‽
mistakenly‽
The statement did not offer an explanation about how that mistake was made.
Heroin.
This was literally a joke in an episode of Robot Chicken.
It’s also been an urban legend for decades.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Baby-Roast
But it does occasionally happen as well.
Simpsons did it.
How the fuckkk???
Reminds me of that series called Servant
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