Tuesday, June 19, 2012

OMG! I forgot my child!!!

9.5 years and I have never forgotten a child.

Ever.

Until today.

And I am blaming Brett.  Totally.  Cause I can.  And it makes me feel a little better.

Just a little.

Today started like a normal Tuesday.  Brett starts work late, so after dropping the Big 3 Reasons at school, and Oliver (3) off to one of his 2 kindy days, we head somewhere nice to have brunch with Camille.

Today was a little different as my car was booked in for a service.  So we dropped my car off, and continued on in Brett's car.

The day continued like a normal Tuesday.  Brett started work at 11am.  I, unusually, walked to school pick up and we walked home (car still at service).

Here is where it all changed.  Brett normally works until 10pm on Tuesdays.  Always.

Today he came home at 3pm.

Usually - my mum picks up the big boys at 3pm and takes them to Ice Hockey training, feeds them dinner and brings them home.

Today - she dropped me off at the car service centre on her way.  Brett stayed at home with the girls.

After picking up my car, I went and did the grocery shopping.  I enjoyed the serenity, cruising slowly around woolies, loving having the time to read packets and explore different items.

I slowly unpacked the trolly into the back of my car, and took my time setting iTunes on the radio.  I cranked up the music.  As loud as I could.  Something I NEVER get to do.  I headed home, enjoying my carefree time.  It was already dark and I was glad that I decided to pick up some pre-made pasta for dinner as it was 5.40pm

As I pulled into the garage, Camille and Brett entered waving and excited.  Brett opened the sliding door of the minivan and looked at me.  "Haven't you forgotten something?"  he said.

"No?  I got everything we needed.  Please help me unpack."

"Um... honey... where is Oliver?"

F&%K!  Before he could say anything I shot back out of the garage.

OMG!   Panic set in.  I dialled the kindy and Ms Ainsley answered.  "Hi Ainsley, it is Oliver's mum... I will be there in 5 mins".  "No worries... he is fine".

I arrived and ran inside.  Oliver ran to me... unaware of the drama, and threw his arms around me as he does every time.   I held out my hand and gave him 2 jelly beans.   He beamed.  I apologised to the girls for being so late.  They thought it was strange that I was late... but just thought I had something unusual on, so didn't really think twice.   Yet.

 I usually pick him up at 4pm.  It was 5.50pm.  They close at 6pm.

We made our way home, chatting about his day and reciting colours of the rainbow.    Being only 3, he has no concept of time.  I am glad of this.  He will never know that I actually forgot him today.


I am off for a shower and a cry.


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16 comments:

  1. Poor you. It happens. Just ask David Cameron and his wife ;)

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    1. I can totally see the confusion of parents thinking the other parent had the child. Totally.

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  2. Oh dear, love how he was totally unaware of any drama! With all the to-ings and go-ings you described above, I totally lost track of who was picking up/dropping off who/where/how. Don't beat yourself up over it too much

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    1. I am still beating myself up. I will get over it and will laugh about it one day... but I am still thinking "how could I?"

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  3. don't beat yourself up. you are always very busy. Atleast he was clueless and can't hold it against you.lol.

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    1. Thanks Kristy. I know right. Only problem is that he might read this one day... otherwise, he will never know! :)

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  4. So easy to do, as Mums we have a million and one things to do a day and if the routine changes, it is easy to slip up. Has happened to me before losing track of time and forgetting to pick up one from Kinder. At least you know they are in a safe place and that they would have contacted if there was an issue! All is well that ends well! No need for tears!

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    1. I had these images of all the kindy teachers going home and leaving him there. Horrible. I know they wouldn't do that... but it is funny how a mothers brain works.

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  5. Don't feel bad. You had a whole 10 minutes up your sleeve! I haven't forgotten a kid yet but I remember being forgotten a couple of times but I was much older than Oliver. Look at that face - he's as happy as anything!

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    1. I keep imagining what would have happened if I had stopped to get petrol, or gone back into woolies for the mandarins I forgot to buy. I know they wouldn't have left him there (obviously), and probably started charging me $10 per minute over closing time! Eek.

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  6. AWE I nearly cried reading you were off for a shower and a cry. Go easy on yourself hun - sounds like it was a very simple mistake - and that gorgeous little man looked completely happy to me - probably even happier that he scored 2 Jelly Beans!
    You are honestly an inspiration to so many of us mummys out there that are struggling to juggle LESS than you do - so I think you should pat yourself on the back that this is the "first" time that anything like this has happened to you!i reckon you are a legend!

    Kylie Look

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    1. Thanks Kylie. I can't believe that I did it. Even when Brett said to me "Honey, have you forgotten something", I had no IDEA what he was on about. I was thinking "got nappies, got milk, got bread... got everything". It wasn't until he said "Um... where is Oliver" that the penny dropped. Crikey! I will laugh about it... soon. x

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  7. lol, ya doofus! God i luv ya!!
    Ang xx

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  8. I've just found your blog so will always remember you as the mum who forgot her child - kidding!! It's only a matter of time before I forget one of mine, seriously only a matter of time. . . .

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  9. Jan @ MiniYou.com.auJune 21, 2012 at 11:28 PM

    Lol...you made me laugh and I am sure you will laugh at about it too...soon:) Being a mother, a wife and a career woman all-in-one is not an easy job...hands are always full! I am sure when all of us mothers here share our journal, we would all have a common denominator - busy with the kids/children. Agree?

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  10. I never thought this would happen to me but I have a story too. Only thing is I had six little witnesses. Hugs.

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