I keep forgetting to tell you guys about my banner moment as a mom.
For some reason, Owen (my 5 year old) has a fear of being left alone at the house. He’s never been left alone…not even for a moment. I think his fear is due to our relocation year of selling our house, then 2 apts before we got here to our new home. The big house seemed to overwhelm him and for awhile he would completely freak out if he didn’t see me or if I didn’t answer him right away when he called for me. God forbid I went to the bathroom or went upstairs for a moment (I learned that even telling him where I was going did no good). I’ve always just figured whatever it is, will go away eventually as long as we remain responsive.
Anyhow, so I went to the gym with Owen one day and we had to make a quick pit stop at the house before running to the farm for our veggie pick up. Owen had fallen asleep and I woke him to tell him to stay buckled, stay in the car and that I’d be RIGHT BACK . He said okay. I ran into the house, got what I needed and ran out to the car. I zoomed off and as I’m passing my neighbor’s house across the street, I see my neighbor frantically waving and pointing to what I thought was my garage. Maybe I didn’t shut it? But it appeared shut.
So I stop the car and turn my head around, I realize two things in one moment. One is that Owen is NOT in his carseat and two that he’s hysterically crying & screaming on our front lawn watching me drive away.
The thing that I keep thinking about is that I didn’t even look when I left the driveway, just assumed he was there in the car. Thank GOD he was not anywhere near the back of the car. ARRGGGGGGHHHH!!!! It makes me feel ill.
Yep…that’s my mother of the year moment! Probably netted my child some serious therapy somewhere down the line as well. And gave him good reason to have his phobia now. :0
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