Well around 5 pm yesterday; my front door and screen door was opened by my 2 year old. I was on the phone with my mom; going back forth to the living room, to kitchen; because, of doing dishes and on the phone.2 year old, all of a sudden is missing. I told my 7 year old to call 911; get some shoes on and I ran outside no shoes, in the rain; yelling, "riley over and over" turns out, he had climbed down the dead end street, where we live and walked/ran onto the busiest streets in the world; pine lake avenue. I saw the cars stopped on the road, and all I could do was think of the worst so I broke down was on my knees and this lady comes out of no where; grabs me and walks my son and me across the street; she was telling me he is alright. I'm still on the phone with 911 at this point but I ended up hanging up/disconnecting with them because of the range. All I wanted was my son back. I never cried so much.
My problem is I know he is safe; I know he cares and loves me but I have all this guilt inside of me right now. The what ifs will not go away. The man who had stopped his car; would not look at me, which made me feel even more terrible; because somewhat I knew he had a point; and I would have been cold as well but I told him thank you anyway while I was crying. I was scared because of the cops had questioned me and all I could say, was it was my fault; because it was and I thought I was going to be arrested and my children takened away from me; but I know deep down it was an awful accident but the 2 cops walked to the side and discussed it and I was blessed and they said, you may go home. I have never been in trouble in my life. I try so hard to keep my kids so safe but not last night.
I don't know when the guilt is going to go away but I yelled at my 2 year old while I was crying and I told him you can't open these doors, you can't walk out this house. He started saying sorry and crying and than he started saying crying and wiping away my tears. He is just so precious to me and I just don't know what i'm going to do; because, I feel like I'm cracking. I fell asleep for 2 hours now it's past midnight and I woke up crying. All these thoughts of how people must think i'm a bad mother now, even though, I was for 2 minutes and it was 2 minutes too long without him; not knowing if he was safe. I feel like my mind will not be right for awhile and I don't know how to get it back to how it was, if that makes sense. I think I need to go seek some professional help.
I know god made everything all right last night but it's just not good enough for me. Out of 7 years of being a mother; I never messed up so badly ever. I guess I just need to forgive myself but I'm finding that very hard to do right now.
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