Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Heaven Help Me
Well, one of my greatest baby fears (one of many) happened today. My 21 month old daughter opened the front door and got out by herself! I had been out myself, loading up the car so I wouldn't have so much to carry out, and when I came in, was careful to pull the storm door closed so she couldn't open it. I then realized that I needed to make her a drink before we left for our errands. So I went into the kitchen and turned on the water to wash one of her sippy cups. That's when she did it! I didn't even hear the door open for the running water. But it sounded too quiet, or that 6th sense came over me, because something just FELT wrong. So I turned off the water and went to the living room and saw her blanket at the front door. I knew she had gone outside. I just bolted out the door and my little baby girl was RUNNING at top speed up the sidewalk! She was all the way to the neighbors house and laughing hyterically all the way! I took off running after her as fast I could because she was just a couple of feet from the road. When I caught up to her, I scooped her up and scolded her profusely and cried the whole time! I wonder how far she would have gotten if I hadn't caught up to her? I don't want to think about it! I just kept hugging her and didn't want to let her go. All these crazy images kept scrolling through my mind. I won't go through them for you. If you're a parent, you've played them out in your mind too. But I was scared to death and just so glad that she was OK. Well, I learned today that she can now open the front door by herself and that she will gleefully take off away from mommy. Heaven help me!