So I hate when Briton is sick and there is not much I can do to comfort him, or when he falls and all I can do is kiss it better and give him a hug; But something happened tonight that tops those times about 100. I was leaving Justin's soccer games around 8:30 at night. I was getting Briton put in his car seat and I had the keys in my hands too. I heard a click sound and realized I had accidently pushed a button, but then after struggling with him and having set the keys down to get him all buckled in I forgot about it. I get out and shut the back door and try to open the front door and.... you guessed it, it was LOCKED!!!! I tried all the doors thinking one if them has got to be unlocked, right??? But no! So then I start freaking out. I look in at him and he's fine. Luckily I had given him his bottle to keep him busy. I'm having all these thoughts run through my head of how to solve this little problem of mine, but all of them besides breaking a window will be more than a half hour before I can get in the car. I of course had no spare and niether did Justin, who was and still is oblivious to what has even happened. (He's still at the game.) So I call my amazing neighbor who has 3 little boys and probably the last thing she wanted to be doing right then was hop in her van and drive into town, but of course she told me she would. So by this time, Brit is screaming because mom is outside waving and bawling and he's inside roasting to death. It was now around 8:45 but still in the upper 80's plus ten inside the car. So the more I look at him, the more I cry. And all these people that I know keep walking by and saying Hi, but are too imbarassed to stop and see whats wrong with me. So, with Melanie on her way I call my mom to cry to her and I knew she could make me feel a little better about being a HORRIBLE mom! I talked to her for about 20 minutes and finally got calmed down right as Melanie pulled into view. So I finally got into the car, tried to comfort my poor, sweaty, tired little boy and didnt even really get a chance to tell her how Grateful I am to her for saving me. Now we're home, safe and sound, and I am planning out my day tomorrow (which of course includes getting 10 spare keys made so this will NEVER happen again!)
So to all you mothers out there, either don't be stupid like me and don't lock your baby in the car in the first place OR go out NOW and get some spare keys made.