Did any of you watch Oprah today? HERE is the link.
It was all about a mom that left her 2 year old in a hot car all day and when she realized it the baby had died of heat stroke. It was awful. I was feeding Grayson and just crying.
We've all been there.
I can't tell you how many times I will be on the phone with the kids screaming/talking in the backseat on my way home from somewhere when I pull in my parent's driveway (they live two blocks from us) not sure why I'm there... only to realize my subconscious just drove "home". Or when you get home and you don't even remember driving you were thinking about so many things. And how many times have we all left our kids in the car? Today I left Bailey and Parker in the car while I took Grayson to my mom's, then I left Bailey in the car while I ran Parker into her sitter's house, I left Grayson and Bailey in the car while I ran into my mom's for a minute and also when I picked Parker up from the sitter, and Chris left both girls in the car when he ran back to the sitter's for the forgotten Sheep. That's five times just today. Yes I leave the car running with the air on and yes I'm always just running in somewhere, but that's just it. I'm always RUNNING.
I love that this poor woman who lost her little girl came on Oprah to spread the message that we all just need to SLOW DOWN. Slow down. Everyday I want to make a list of all the things I do, every small and mundane task, just so that someday I will have a reason to show my kids that explains why I barely remember their babyhoods. "Sorry you guys, I don't remember anything b/c look at all I did everyday, but at least I took pictures!"
Seriously.
Anyway, it struck a nerve and broke my heart and I wanted to share her message with you too. Because what happened to her could have happened to any one of us. We're all overwhelmed. Emotionally, physically, financially, mentally. Exhausted. Most days I look at the clock, sometimes near tears, and wonder how in the hell it's only 9am. And by 3pm when most nights I still have 5 hours until Chris comes home I can barely hold Grayson b/c my arms are so tired I am afraid I will drop him (thank God for the sling). And by 6pm when I have all three in the bath and I want to just put them crying into their beds so I can just go lay down, my hands over my ears, and sleep. Glorious sleep.
I know I'm not alone in feeling this way and I know I'm not the only one that would feel so connected to this woman and her tragic story.
So. I want to help her make her little girl live on by sharing her story and by encouraging us all to just slow down.
