You are not alone in this, I promise. Everyone I have talked to about this has had the same problems. I did not find Jakob, so I have the image of him laying on the livingroom floor, pale, mouth opened, eyes closed, alone. Even though mom and dad attempted CPR, I dont see that, I see him alone. It's called PTSD, post traumatic stress disorder. Do some research for it, they have treatments for it. I am new at this, two months today for me since I lost my angel, but I am here if you need me.

Mine are still there, Nathans was at daycare but I see him being wheeled off to the ambulance or them pounding on his little body in the ER. Eventually you'll see that less and less and good throughts more and more. It just takes time. It's been a little over 2 months for me

I am 7 months down this road & I occasionally still have the images in my head. Myself, my husband & my 12 yr old daughter witnessed everything. I agree with Moosesmom...the images come less often over time.

Constantly. He was in our bed and we were sleeping. I see it, my husband giving him CPR, the ER, the flatline. All of it is there over and over. Even worse is feeling how cold he was...

Everyday, I relive that night all over again in my head. I wish I could have done SOMETHING different that may have made him just be alive when I went in his room!

I did not find my baby, my husband did. I was at work, I have guilt for being there and not here, doubt I would have made the difference. I am haunted by those words that he had passed. I relive that moment hearing that my Nick died everytime I close my eyes.

I have the same problem. I never visualize tyler when he was alive, just when I found him, the cpr, the coldness of his skin, when they took him from me at the hosptital and the last time I saw him at the funeral home, i am haunted by all of this terribly, I hope it is some helpto know u r not alone in this.

yes it always seems to make its way back into my head, and i feel like my husband has no idea what im going through becaouse he didnt have to see our peyton that way, and even when i try to think of him as a happy baby i see that pic in my head. I dont know how to get that go away.

for awhile that is the only way i could see claire. my husband telling me to hurry and call the police, claire is not breathing to the emt taking her. to the day they took her off of life support. all of that was permently embeded in my mind. still is. but sometimes i catch a glimps of her smiling or holding her head up. the bad thoughts still trump the good ones but atleast i am getting some good ones.

I keep replaying it in my mind over and over again. It was like an out of body experience for me. I came in expecting to see her laying there and then leave because she was still sleeping. It was obvious to me something was wrong so I just picked her up right away and she wasn't breathing. For a few seconds I thought I was seeing things and I just kind of shook her thinking she would wake up. She didn't. Then for a few minutes it's a blur. I don't even remember calling 911 but I do remember SCREAMING for them to hurry up. I feel like I was acting in a movie and that it didn't really happen to me. Everytime I open my door I picture it. Everytime I go into my bathroom in my room I picture it. Probably 50 times a day I picture it. That was by far the worst moment of my life and I can't quit reliving it. I just wish I would have gotten there in time for CPR to have worked. I did CPR until the EMT got there but I couldn't save her.

You are very much not alone. I am actually having insomnia problems because I keep seeing him laying there.....I also will see when they were working on him in the ER. I have woke up screaming more then once, and have insominia some nights from it.

Hello to all mommies! I will let yall know that I am living proof that those feelings of guilt and wishing you could have done something more for your baby will gradually slip away and you will remember the good and not so much of the bad. Yes I am very well into my grief since I lost my baby to sids at 6wks in 1994 when i was 23. I found him also but now I have happy thoughts but I did for a while blame myself but deep down I knew that no m atter what it was meant to be in God's eyes. I am now 36 and still grieve of course on his bday and when I see my two kids because I see so much of him in my two sons now but I have to realize that for the short time he was here he made an impact and it definitely had made me a better mother as well as more perceptive to everything around me. I have also lost another baby in 05 he lived only 90mins so I am here to tell ya ladies that there are better times ahead I promise ! I used no medications and I got thru it and I am so much more appreciative of my children and realize that nothing in life is forever and that I need to apprecaite every minute of everyday with m y kids and hubby ! If any of ya ever need to talk please contact me !

i was watching her for my daughter and i have nightmares all of the time of her whole ordeal. i think one of the things make me so stressed with this is performing cpr on her and feeling the cold in her. i relive her death over and over. the family blamed me for it too and i have it worse when they are around, with their "LOOKS"...my dr. put me on meds to help me sleep, otherwise i repeat the whole scene over and over. if i wake up when the meds have worn off, i start with the nightmares again. he changes my meds if they start up again...i have had so much ptsd in my life i guess this is just one that i can't get over.

I replay finding her in my head everyday I also rember the last time I saw her smile at me that same morning I lost her over a year ago and it has gotten worse for me but I deal with everything in a wierd way First I ignore it then I deal with it then I forget about trying to lead a normal life and get drepressed I'mon step 2 an 3 right now

I woke up with Jamie next to me and I will not give the details but I have had several flashbacks and they are deeply troubling. It makes me shudder and scared all over again. It has become less and less but I will never forget that day as being the most horrible day of my life...