On Sunday I had my first REAL guilty "I'm a bad Mom" moment. I was leaving to go to clothing club - and running quite late due to PJ's nap running late. I unlocked my car, threw my keys on my seat, then reached in and unlocked her door. I put her in her seat then buckled her in. I closed her door and then I saw it......
I locked her in, with my keys!!! My door was closed and locked. My heart sank in to my feet. I felt and sudden panic inside and a wave of tears fill my eyes. I wanted to break open my window. I took a deep breath and realized that Darren was only 15 minutes away. I told Paige "Mommy has to go phone Daddy, be a big girl for Mommy and sit nice in your seat. Mommy be right back". She didn't care one bit. She was just confused at why I wasn't getting in the car.
I went to my neighbor house and called Darren. He rushed home, and everything turned out fine.
It was the first time I was really "scared" for my child. It was a horrible series of emotions that I pray no one ever has to go through.
Oh yeah...and Darren has been ordered to install a keypad to our garage so I can access our home, and our spare keys at any time now. We'll see how fast he gets this done.