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A mother and father were sentenced for the death of their 11 month old son. The baby boy was sleeping with them when Dad rolled over on him, suffocating him. When they woke up, they found the baby cold and unresponsive.
Mr. and Mrs. B. both pleaded guilty to homicide involuntary manslaughter for the accidental sleeping death of their son, 11-month-old Lorenzo Jr., last September.
“I’m sorry to my son. First and foremost, he didn’t get a chance to grow up and be a kid and enjoy life. I wish it never happened, we were tired and didn’t want to keep getting up and down, when it was just to change him.
“Mr. B. is my brother. He loved that baby. He was with that baby every day. He’s good dad,” she said. The loss of their baby is more painful than any prison sentence, your honor and they’re going to have to live with that for a life-time.” – Sacramento
“I Shared a Bed with My Infant and Lost My Son to Sudden Unexpected Infant Death Syndrome (SUID).”
It’s the type of nightmare that you hear about and it brings you to tears as you cling to your children, feeling so grateful that it’s not your family. This is the type of nightmare that only happens to other people. Until one morning you wake up, and the nightmare becomes your life. It happened.
The night Ben passed away was no different than any other night. I laid him in his co-sleeper that was attached to my bed, and I drifted off to sleep knowing that it wouldn’t be long until he woke up again. Ben never slept for long unless he was in my arms. It was only a short while later I awoke to Ben fussing. I took him out of his swaddle blanket, changed his diaper, then I latched him on so he could eat. Not long after he started eating, I fell asleep.
At 8 A.M. my alarm on my phone goes off. I reached over to turn it off. Then I looked at my sweet Ben, all cuddled up to me as he loved to do. But something wasn’t right. His face was pale. I sat up and I realized there was a pool of blood next to Ben. I thought to myself, “No. No. This isn’t happening!” I picked up my little 30-day-old son, laid him on his back, and started to gently shake him saying, “Ben! Ben! Wake up! Wake up, Ben!” It was then that I realized he was not going to wake up. He was already gone.