Today I walked out of a La Leche League meeting with my toddler - without my nursing infant. Lily and I made it down the hall, out the doors, and 5 feet from the car before I realized I was missing something. Some
one. "
I forgot my baby!" I wailed from the parking lot. I put my two diaper bags in the car, scooped up the toddler and ran back to the church doors, which were, of course, locked. I pounded on the door for a few minutes until another leaving mom (one smart enough to remember her baby) came through the doors.
My baby remained on the floor of the meeting room, grinning at the other moms and their babies, having no idea of the panic and guilt of her stricken mother. Whew.
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Now you must know how Mary and Joseph felt when they left Jesus behind! You're in good company!
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