When I saw that Mummy From The Heart was running a blog carnival entitled Confessions of Imperfect Parenting I just had to join in. I know that I am not a perfect parent. I try really hard but motherhood is one of those jobs that you are just not prepared for in advance. You get handed a little tiny baby and suddenly along with the overwhelming feeling of love you realise you are responsible and you have no clue what to do. In the past you would have had your extended family around you giving you help, but in these modern times a lot of families are spread out and new mums may feel very much alone. There is a lot to learn and we all make mistakes along the way. Hopefully at the end of the day our children do not suffer for it and will grow into fabulous adults.
My son is now eleven but I am going to take you back in time a few years to when he was five. This is an age where they are starting to gain a bit if independence and confidence so they do not feel they have to be next to you at every moment. However they are really trusting and unaware of the dangers that may lurk around them. It was late November and we had travelled into town to do some shopping. At that time of year town is magical for a child and filled with distractions. All the Christmas decorations are up in the shops along with the displays of Christmas gifts. Fenwicks, a department store, have their Christmas windows up. These are amazing, they have a different theme every year and are a long set of windows that tell a story with moving parts and music. Needless to say there are big queues to see them and as well as that town is very crowded with everyone doing their Christmas shopping.
I popped into a shop to buy something, I can’t remember what now but it was something I needed. My son was holding my hand and asking twenty thousand questions, the way they do at that age. In order to pay I had to let go of his hand and look at the shopkeeper, which literally only took a second. Two seconds later I reached down to grab him only to find he had completely vanished. When you realise that your heart literally feels as if it has been wrapped in ice. You panic and start thinking all sorts of nasty things have happened, while trying desperately to keep calm. I tried to think like a child, he had been told to stay still where could he have gone? I asked the people in the queue, they had not seen him. I checked the shop, he was nowhere to be seen. The only other option was he had gone outside for some reason.
Fortunately it is a pedestrian precinct but at either end of the street are very busy main roads. I dreaded to think what could have happened. Outside the shop there was no sign of my son either and at this point I was really panicking. I had absolutely no clue where to look, he could have turned either way down the street and as it was so crowded I had little hope of spotting him. Fortunately at that moment I spotted a policeman walking up the street. I went up to him and told him what had happened. He was brilliant, he got straight onto the radio and the CCTV people. Fortunately an elderly couple had seen my son running up the street, grabbed hold of him and phoned the police. When I heard the news I can’t even describe the feeling, I was just so relieved it was untrue.
Luckily this story has a happy outcome and we learnt a lot from it. I had always told my son if he was lost to stand still, that advice just went out the window at that moment. He however learnt from this incident and I never had to worry about him running off again. When I asked why he had gone up the street it turned out he had thought I had left him behind and gone for the bus without him. He had been trying to find his way to the bus stop. I know I am not a perfect mother, but I would never abandon my child in the middle of town with no money!
I hope none of you ever have to experience a nightmare like this but there are some simple things you should tell your child in case it ever happens.
- If you are lost, stand still as mum will be looking for you. If you move you can’t be found
- If you are in a shop go and tell a person behind the counter. If you are not in a shop and see a policeman tell him
- Teach them your phone number and your address. If they are too young to remember put a piece of paper with this information in their pocket and let them know it is there.
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