Internal monologue of a paranoid mother

Internal monologue of a paranoid mother Baby girl (almost one year old) has been asleep for two hours in her swing. Suddenly, the mother instinct comes to live;

• “ Mother instinct: she’s been sleeping for a while… Usually she would start waking up by now.
• Logical sense: She’s fine… She’ll wake up when she will have slept enough.
• Mother instinct: Yeah, that’s true. I shouldn’t worry…”

Two minutes later;

• “Mother instinct: Ok seriously, she’s not awake? What’s wrong with her? Maybe it’s too hot in her room, I should go check.
• Logical sense: No, really, she’s fine! You know she’s fine!
• Mother instinct: She should be awake about 5 minutes ago… What is she doing? Maybe she’s just lying there waiting for me to pick her up.
• Logical sense: Nope, she’d be crying… Just relax… She’ll wake up and let you know she’s awake
• Mother instinct: I’ll just go check… I’ll do it quickly and she won’t wake up Logical sense: Oh please, you know it will wake her up! You have so much stuff to do… Both kids are sleeping, get productive, stop worrying. Mother instinct: Okay, what if she’s dead? What if she chocked on something?
• Logical sense: There is nothing dangerous near her, besides, if she chocked, you’d hear her choke through the monitor. Mother instinct: No seriously, she’s probably dead and you’re here wondering if you should go see her! How will you even explain this to her dad?
• Logical sense: She’s not dead! She was never dead all the other times you checked on her! Stop it! Go clean the dishes.
• Mother instinct: she’s probably dead… She’s oversleeping by 15 minutes. She NEVER did that.
• Logical sense: She’s tired, she had a rough day yesterday, it’s normal.
• Mother instinct: OMG! My baby is dead. What do I do? In order? I go check her… I call 911, I call the dad…what do I do with my toddler? I’ll give him to the neighbour…
• Logical sense: Are you really thinking about that? What’s wrong with you!
• Mother instinct: OMG SHE’S DEAD! runs upstairs”

Obviously, I woke her up… She’s now cranky… But I’m relieved. Silly mother paranoia…