Locked In and Locked Out

I've officially earned a spot in the Worst Mother Ever list.

We're still working on Eva's sleeping habits and let's just say, it's not going as planned. Not sure if she's in a growth spurt or just really dislikes sleeping, but Tuesday night was a rough one, so I started off Wednesday pretty tired. Since we got an early start to the day, Eva and I ran to Target and then wanted to go to Babies R Us before dropping her off at my parents house so they could watch her while I had an appointment.
I pulled into Babies R Us and it was really starting to rain and Eva was starting to fuss, so I wanted to make the jaunt to the store as quick as possible. I grabbed my keys, wallet and cell phone rather than my whole purse and opened the back door to grab Eva in the carseat, who was now crying probably due to a wet diaper or in need of a bottle.
I usually stick my wallet in the diaper bag and my keys and phone in her carseat, making for easy access. Since I was in a hurry as not to get wet, I dropped my wallet on the ground and when I stood up, bumped her car door shut. And then it hit me. Not only were my keys in her carseat, but the car was LOCKED. OH MY GAWD.
It took a matter of seconds for it to really hit me and I started to panic. Eva was locked in my car and now screaming. And I was standing outside, in the rain, totally helpless. And then the tears hit. Hard. I called 911 and hysterically let them know I was locked out of the car and my 5 week old baby was inside. They connected me to the local police and assured me they were on there way. The local police station is about a block away, though I swear it took them a half hour to get there (really it took them about 7 minutes). Two young female officers got out to help me and before they started, told me I'd need to sign a waiver for any damage to my vehicle. I looked at this young community service officer and said "You can break my windows for all I care, get my baby out!!" She saw the panic in my face (though how could she not, I was still totally crying!) and began working on getting my car unlocked while the other officer got the waiver for me to sign. After a few minutes, my car was open and I can't tell you how fast I was inside. Not sure who was crying louder, me or her! I got her in my arms, got a bottle and sat in the car snuggling her as tight as I could. Pretty sure I was more traumatized than her because once she had the bottle, she was totally fine while it took me a good 20 minutes to calm down to drive out of there.

Now that we're all safe, it might be funny to hear that 911 tape. I was definitely a hysterical mother in a situation that was actually pretty safe. Thankfully it was a cool, rainy day and not 90 degrees like it was the day before and she was at least safe inside my vehicle. And thankfully she's way too young to ever remember this incident, though I know I'll never forget it!