I believe it was an accident. I also believe that Casey freaked out after. I am not an expert in mental health, but I honestly believe after Caylee died she "snapped".
When I look at the pictures of Caylee with her Mother (and the rest of the family) I see love. I see nothing but love. I see Caylee loves her Mother. She doesnt seem to fear her in videos or pictures.
When I read the statements of people who KNOW them, they all say that Casey was a good and loving Mother.
I look at the statements of her friends that suggest at a certain point in time something started being NOT "right" with her. That she would deny things had happened when they had.These people KNOW Casey better then any one looking in from the outside.
When I look at where the cadaver digs hitting on scent in the backyard, it tells me Caylee was dead inside the back yard beside the pool and in the playhouse.
When I add in the FLURRY of calls to her Mother etc it tells me she was FREAKING out. If planned she would have had no reason to freak.
When I read Caysees own writings (texts,emails,chats), I see that her daughter came first. I am sure this was hard at times being so young, but I dont think she wanted a "new life", as much as some here seem to suggest/think.
Personal Story
When I was 16/17 I used to babsit for my Mother. My youngest sibling was a newborn. The next in line was a toddler. At lunch one day I set the bassinet with baby on the table to feed her. The toddler went running for the other room. I followed in hot pursuit, more worried about the one with moving legs then the one who couldnt move. As I picked the toddler up, I heard a big THUD from the dining room. Although I knew the baby wasnt even sitting up yet, I knew that noise was indicative of a MAJOR problem. As I came running back into the kitchen with toddler on my hip, I saw the baby on the floor. I ran so fast to pick her up, the look on her face was horrifying!!! She was SCREAMING but no noise was coming out! I picked her up and held her close. I was so panicked it still brings me to tears, and I feel bad even sharing this as it is an admittance of neglect on my own part.
Anyway, I held her so tight I think it caused the scream to come out of her. I stayed with her that entire afternoon so fearful that she wouldnt be ok, after all I was old enough to know about concussions and not allowing sleep. Long story short she WAS and IS ok(14 now and knows the story well...I cry everytime it comes up), but I NEVER told my Mother. Not for a year or more. The way she was lying on that floor she would have had to do a complete flip out of that car seat. She could have very well died form a concussion or cracked skull right then and there, but for some reason God held her and me that day and I have never EVER left a child that young unattended again regardless of it being 30 seconds or less.
I am only relaying this story to point out that I do understand the panic that sets in and the fear of what my Mother was going to say and/or do to me. If she had died, yes I would have called 911(I am pretty sure), but my mental state at that time was horrible. I never felt so horrible in my life! I feared what my Mother (and everyone else) was going to think of me. As an adult now, I am sure I would react differently in the same situation. It doesnt change my reaction in my late teens to "hide" it
Must be why she is still the sister I coddle to ...I will feel guilty FOREVER!
Sorry for the O/T....just trying to explain my own rationale for panic setting in and the need to "hide" her neglect (albeit oin a much grander scale then my own).
