I’m a bad mommy…

Posted on: December 14, 2011

Well, I’ve had my first official, “I’m a bad mommy” experience and boy, did I feel horrible about it.

Someone at church had borrowed our cat cage to transport their cats somewhere.  They gave it back to me last weekend and I brought it home.  We keep the cat cage in our storage room just down the hall from our condo, so I needed to put it away.  The night I decided to put it away, Tim wasn’t home.  I waited until “G” was asleep, grabbed my keys and the cage, locked the door and put the cage in our storage room.

As I was walking back to my condo I realized I only had one set of keys in my hand; the storage room set.  I hadn’t grabbed our condo keys also.  Immediate panic set in as I realized I had just locked myself out of the condo with “G” inside all by himself.  In the last few steps to my door I was praying and hoping I had just imagined myself locking the door and that I hadn’t actually done it.  I got to the door to discover I had definitely locked it. 

I didn’t know what to do.  I couldn’t call anyone to help because my cell phone was also locked inside.  All I kept thinking was, “How could I do this? My poor baby is inside all by himself and I’m stuck out here”.  The fact that he was sleeping was small consolation to me. I mean, it could have been worse; he could have been awake and crying or running around getting into anything and everything.  But, when you’re on one side of the door and your child is on the other and you don’t know how you’re going to get to them, those “consolation” thoughts don’t mean much.

I went down the hall a few steps and knocked on my neighbor’s door.  I explained to her what had happened and she must have seen the panic and fear in my face because she immediately invited me in and tried to calm me down.  Fortunately, her husbands (let’s call him Joe) job is one where he needs a lot of tools so he was confident he could break into my condo, if necessary.  We entertained the thought of calling a locksmith but I didn’t know how long it would take for someone to get there (it was 9:00pm, so I’m sure they weren’t readily available) and how much it would cost, so we went with the break into the condo option. 

“Joe” grabbed a small tool at first to try to stick it in between the door and the lock and pry it open that way.  No luck.  There was really only one other option; the pry bar.  He took his pry bar out of his big bag of tools, came to my door, and got to work.  His wife (let’s call her “Susie”) came also and was trying to keep me calm while he worked.  She told me how she did the same thing when their oldest child was just 3 months old, except that he was awake and crying.  That made me feel slightly better…just slightly.  

After a few tries, “Joe” had done as much as he could with the pry bar and finally kicked the door and it flew open. I was so happy to see that door swing wide open!  I didn’t even care about the damage to the door.  All I knew was I could now be inside with my baby.  And, amazingly, despite all the noise, my little monkey never woke up. 

The damage to the door wasn’t pretty, but it could have been a lot worse.  Thankfully, the lock was not damaged at all.  Made me happy to know just cosmetic work would need to be done to fix the door and we wouldn’t have to buy a whole new lock also.  The next day I relayed my “bad mommy” story to a coworker and he said he could come over and fix our door.  He knew exactly what to do and how to fix it.  And, he did it for FREE! 

A happy ending to my “bad mommy” story.

2 Responses to "I’m a bad mommy…"

😦 I’m so sorry! I have nightmares about the same thing happening! You are not a bad mommy!!!

Thanks Christine! I had had that nightmare for awhile and then it happened. Ugh!

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