Obsessed with death

[ailbhe]

Me, that is.

I have been lying awake wondering how to get two small children down an airplane escape chute. Do they let one adult take two children on a lap? Which led to remembering the only scene from Sophie's Choice I've seen; "Nehmen Sie das Mädchen." And then there was that Kevin book again.

I am really hoping to get over this soon. I know parents check on their sleeping children for years and years, but I sometimes panic, especially if one of them bumped their head shortly before bedtime, and have to make sure they're not dead.

It goes away quicker if I do go and check.

I wonder how much of it is needless paranoia, and how much is informed by knowing that Linnea did in fact stop breathing a lot as an infant?

Today she is painting large numbers - Numberjacks - and eating "nothing sandwiches," which are made of two slices of bread with mayonnaise or butter-substitute.

I've almost finished packing for our trip to Ireland. I think we'll be getting the coach to the airport; Rob and I have discussed the risks and safety measures we can take, and a bus is just a lot safer than a car, though somehow it doesn't feel like it when they're not in a buggy.

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I have to confess I have had those thoughts in the past too. The feelings of getting on a plane, seeing where the exits are, planning on how I could get the children off as quickly as possible if I could not get off the plane. I also have it about being in the car and how I would get everyone out safely. I am guessing it is part of being a Mum although that doesn't help at 3am