Death Becomes Her

Dear Kids,

Recently a friend of mine – a new mom – approached me for advice. “I can’t stop thinking about death,” she said. “Is this normal?”

Yes. This is normal for new parents – both moms and dads.

When I was a new mom, the scariest moments for me were when I would bring my grocery cart to the cart return. I know that sounds ridiculous, but most fears are, aren’t they? It was the middle of winter and my habit at the grocery store was to first put baby Kitten in the car where it was warmer (and not snowing) then return the cart. I was a new mom so I had not yet learned to park as close to the cart return as possible, which is what I do now out of habit even without the kids in tow. At the time I might have had to cross 1 or 2 lanes of cars to return the cart…with my baby in the car. It felt so far away. I was terrified that I would be hit by a car and rushed to the hospital and that no one would know for hours that my baby was in the car. Not until my husband showed up at the hospital and asked, “But, where’s our baby??”

Death becomes significantly more terrifying when you have a small child depending on you for their care, feeding, and well-being. Death would mean not being there when your child hits those milestones: walking, talking, learning, graduating. Death while your child is still so little means that they may not even remember you. Death scares the sh*t out of young parents and this is completely normal.

However…

Even if you died tomorrow you would still have today; to snuggle, to hug, to kiss. Even if you died tomorrow you would still have to change diapers, clean up puke, and make a doctor’s appointment. Death changes very little about the day-to-day.

Don’t let the fear of Death rob you of the time you have. Live in the now. Make memories. Take pictures. Be in those pictures with your kids.

…and park close to the cart return. That helps to.

photo from lifeasanexperiment.com

photo from lifeasanexperiment.com

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9 thoughts on “Death Becomes Her

  1. Even if you have to park three miles from the store. Get by that cart return, because if you don’t you will end up leaving the cart out in the parking lot all sneaky like, and the meanest oldest lady on Earth will see you and call you a lazy fat lady for not following the rules.
    Not that this has ever happened to me.

  2. I’ve been thinking about it lately… Trying to get ourselves prepared financially ‘just in case’… And guardianship too. I know this sounds so pessimistic, but if we dont plan, What’s going to happen to our kids if we suddenly go right?… But u’re right, we should not let this worry rob ourselves of the wonderful present!

    • It is definitely important to have a plan even if it is unpleasant. How awful would it be to have family fighting over the kids when what they really need is stability and security? Now that you have your plan, you can tuck it away someplace safe and really enjoy life as a family 🙂

  3. Death is the ultimate anxiety, and the go-to anxiety for when you’re feeling generally anxious without being able to put your finger on why, I think. You definitely have to keep it in perspective, rather than letting it rule your life. Although parking a little more cautiously doesn’t hurt sometimes, either 🙂

  4. I have this irrational fear every single summer that my kids will somehow get locked in the car and roast to death. Even if I have the keys in my hand, it just gets to me.

    • It’s awful, right? I’m thankful my kids are at least old enough now to throw a very loud fit if something is wrong and/or they need help…and sometimes also if absolutely nothing is wrong and they need no help…but, still, at least they aren’t helpless anymore!

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