Crud. I am humiliated. I am going to confess what I did this morning to you all. I did something so dumb.
I totally locked myself out of my house with my toddler.
I was just on my way out the door to my nanny job with my daughter. I was already pushing the time, but was doing ok. I did my checklist in my head out the door. I had my water, food, Lillian’s milk, her books. Check. My arms were filled with my daughter, a tote bag, and my diaper bag. My hands were holding my coffee and her milk. I grabbed my keys and started out.
Then I stopped to grab Lillian’s pacifier and look around the house. I usually do that. I double check to make sure the stove is off or that I grabbed everything I needed. I almost always forget something.
Well, I headed back out the door, locked the door from the inside, and set Lillian down. As the door was closing I thought, “keys!”. Too late. The door had shut. I started panicking and literally threw everything out of my bag. Sorry Charlie. No keys in my bag. I set them down at some point before leaving.
So there I was. My toddler was looking at me like, “Mom, what are we doing?”. I had no idea what to do! My husband couldn’t come rescue me, as he was at work really far away. I had a little girl waiting on me to care for her in thirty minutes. I had no way in to our house. I would call a cab, but I didn’t even have a car seat!
Ever find yourself in one of these predicaments? They suck. Because then I had to do what I hate doing. I had to call a friend and ask for help.
The only friend I could think of who had an extra car seat lives thirty minutes away and has a toddler of her own to care for. I felt terrible calling her, but I didn’t know what to do!
Well, she came. She helped me out. I bought her a pumpkin spice latte, and tried to do more, and she wouldn’t let me.
I felt so much gratitude for her driving a full hour around town for me. I felt so sheepish and helpless. I wanted to buy her something. Anything. How could I repay her?
After I shared those words with her, she chastised me in a good way. Her words healed my heart. She said, “Hey, we are friends. This is what friends do for one another. People rarely take time out of their schedules anymore to help one another. You don’t need to buy me anything. I don’t want you to buy our friendship. If I ever need help, I will call you back. I know what it’s like to be in need. I am happy I got to help you today.”
I see this girl about every other week. Our friendship has always been good, but today I felt her love and loyalty. I asked myself if I am the kind of friend she is to me.
As I strolled out of her car and into the house I nanny, I realized a day that had started out really crummy turned into something really cool. I was reminded of what it is like to be stuck in a crappy situation, totally helpless, and to have to depend on somebody. I was out of control.
My friend inspired me. I got out a pad of paper and wrote down some names of people I know could use a little help. Her little act of love propelled me to want to do a few things today for people I know are struggling.
Are you good at accepting help? Or are you like me? Do you feel terrible letting people help you or feel like you need to pay them back because you are an inconvenience?