It’s 4:30 in the morning. I already checked on the baby. She isn’t awake, and she didn’t wake me up, but I checked on her anyway. How could I not?
Last December I was reading a newspaper and it had an article about Ayla Reynolds’ disappearance. Here is a follow-up article on her disappearance.
What gets me every time, as I think of this case is: how can anyone not check on their child for 12 hours straight? I thought this then, and I wasn’t even a mother of a child outside my womb yet.
After I put BP down for the night I listen till she goes to sleep. Then if I wake up in the middle of the night I listen for her. Sometimes (many times) I go and check on her. Sometimes HP does. But we check on her frequently. I don’t sleep 12 hours straight, and I definitely don’t go 12 hours without checking on her.
In the case of Ayla – – > there were 3 adults in the house, and not one of them checked on her in 12 hours. Weird, very weird. Or, I am just way too overprotective. Either way, I am very thankful my little one is safe and sound. And I am very sad that Ayla is not. I think of her often, and hug and kiss and love BP even more often because of Ayla.
P.S. Thanks, HP, for going and checking on BP just now. You are a great father and husband. I love you muchly.