I still check on Niall in the middle of the night and during his naps to make sure he's breathing. I have this crazy fear that he is somehow incapable of taking a breath on his own, without my life supporting hand on his back. The scary part is that I'm not sure what to do if I go in and he's really not breathing. I know how to do CPR, but I've never actually had to put it to use and I'm pretty sure I'd be horrible at it.
So, I was in California for the wedding and kept sneaking away from the crowd to do the old breathing check. My stepmom asked me what I was doing, so I told her about my fear and asked if she ever grew out of that phase (assuming she had been in it at some point). She looked a little confused, like she had never done the world famous breathing check before. When I elaborated, asking her if she ever went in while her kids were sleeping to make sure they were still alive, she responded:
"Why would I do that? I would risk waking them up."
Hahahaha! I love it. It's a good point...