My children are not allowed to listen to music on their iPods like all their friends.
They can’t turn their backs to me when they talk. They must keep their mouths free and clear of debris and food or I won’t understand what they are saying. And they definitely can’t bellow “Mom!” from another room and expect me to answer. I won’t hear them. I am their mom, and I love them, but I also have a hearing loss.
My hearing loss started when I was in my 20’s, inherited from my father’s side of the family. By the time my first child was born, I probably needed to wear hearing aids, but was still in denial. When my son was born two years later, I religiously wore my hearing aids for work, but never at home. As they grew, so did my hearing loss and I was soon forced to accept it and wear hearing aids all the time. Thank goodness I did, otherwise I would miss quite a lot!
When my children were infants, it was easy to manage my hearing loss and my role as a mom. I used baby monitors when they napped and always had them within an arms length. Plus, they couldn’t yet run into the other room while I wasn’t looking. But soon they grew and began to explore. I was always most vigilant with my eyes since it was harder for me to keep the proverbial “ear out” for anything amiss.
As they aged out of their baby monitors, the scariest times for me were at night.