ME! *Ahem* ... I'd like to thank Chrysler for making doors that mysteriously lock even though you haven't hit any buttons, my ongoing preggo brain that I never thought I would still have nearly 18 months later, cold weather and being in a rush ... without all of you, surely I would not have received this award.
I am, of course, talking about the "
Mom of the Year" award.
What spectacular moment of exemplary modeling of perfect parenting transpired to make me earn such a distinction?
Welllllll ... you
see ...
This morning, I took my son to a friend's house to grab blankets for the heart babies at Mott from her husband. We were stopping there on our way to drop him off at my other friend's so I could go meet with the Child Life Specialist at Mott and deliver the blankets and our IMH comfort bags.
Seeing as it was:
a) in the mid-40s
b) only going to be a second
and
c) my car was only 5 feet away from me in the driveway
I decided to leave Drew in the car ... with it running ... and shut the door securely behind me.
This was going to end badly, I just didn't know it at the time.
Sure enough, upon returning to my car all of 2 minutes later, I discovered all the doors had somehow locked. My keys snug in the ignition, my cell phone tucked safely in my bag, my son securely fastened in his carseat.
Sheepishly, I made my way back up the stairs to the front door and asked my friend's husband to borrow his phone. Mind you, I do not know him all that well, so that was adding to my shame and humiliation as the number of things he must've been thinking ran through my head.
I then proceeded to stalker call my husband until he answered the call from this unknown, different area code number. And, in my panic, I rambled off some instructions to him and almost hung up the phone until I realized, he has no idea where the heck I am! So, I slowed down and spoke clearly.
And about 10 - 15 minutes later, which seemed like an hour to me, my hero drove up the driveway and rescued our son ... who by this point was screaming.
So, I accept this award on behalf on Moms everywhere ... it's just one more thing we'll do in our lives that we swore, pre-child, could never possibly happen to us.
*sigh*
