I’ve always been a fairly anxious person. I’m a type-A over-thinker, rarely taking risks. I thoroughly weigh both sides of a decision and research topics thoroughly. During my first pregnancy I did a lot of reading. A lot. I know many mothers do so I’m uncertain if the amount of reading and research I did was “normal.” Regardless, there was me and Google at all hours of the day and night reading about group B strep, gestational diabetes, cesarean sections, inductions, vacuum extractions, forceps extractions, vaccines, vitamin K, and antibiotics in labor. I researched car seat safety, cribs and crib mattresses, toxins in disposable diapers, bed-sharing, baby gates, child safety products and daycares. I bought cordless blinds for the nursery. Once my daughter was rolling over, I moved her changing mat to the floor and removed her heavy dresser from her nursery. I breastfed for an atypical length of time. I kept her rear-facing in her car seat beyond the age of 3 years. Even now, at age 4, I won’t leave my daughter in the bathtub alone for more than 30 seconds. We don’t own guns. Every winter, my husband rolls his eyes when I give him the repeat lecture about puffy winter coats in the car seat. And years ago, when my husband and I were house hunting, I insisted that we not even consider a home with a swimming pool.
I’m not paranoid. I’m cautious. I’m careful.
And as I’ve said before, I took every precaution during both of my pregnancies.
As a society we are talking about a lot of important issues. We talk about not leaving children alone in hot cars. We talk about vaccinating. We talk about safe sleep. We talk about anchoring furniture to walls. We talk about baby gates. We talk about car seat safety. As a result, change is happening. Deaths and injuries are declining and I think this is amazing. For example, since the launch of the Back to Sleep Campaign in 1994, the rate of SIDS in the United States has decreased by 50%.
But we aren’t talking about stillbirth. The World Health Organization (WHO) calls this a neglected tragedy.
Annually, on average, in the United States:
Number of children who die from strangulation from window blind cords: 11
Number of children who die from furniture and televisions falling on them: 26
Number of children who die as a result of being left in a hot car: 37
Number of children who die from influenza: 37-171
Number of children who die from choking on food: 73
Number of babies who drown in bathtubs: 87
Number of children who die from accidental falls: 140
Number of people who die from listeriosis: 260
Number of children who die from accidental poisoning: 730
Number of people who die from toxoplasmosis: 750
Number of children who die from guns: 1,300
Number of sleep-related infant deaths: 4,000
Number of children under age 12 who die in car accidents: 9,000
Number of stillbirths (28+weeks gestation): 11,260
My point isn’t to minimize the seriousness of senseless tragedies. One dead child is one too many. I HATE reading stories about children left in hot cars. Or dying in car accidents. Or from unsafe sleeping conditions. I hate it. And I hope you hate it too. But I also want you to hate the neglected tragedy of stillbirth. I want you to hate the fact that, worldwide, 2.6 million babies are stillborn each year. I want you to hate that stillbirth rates in the United Kingdom, France, and Austria are the worst among developed nations. I want you to hate that the stillbirth rate in the United States has not changed in the past 50 years. I want you to hate that the stillbirth rate for African-American women is DOUBLE than for women of other races. I want you to hate that the United States doesn’t value stillbirth research.
I want you to hate this neglected tragedy.