Ah, summer—a time for barbecues, camping, swimming, biking, and of course, the unfortunate reality of leaving children in overheated cars.
As a mother of four, I consider myself responsible. Sure, I might occasionally make questionable parenting choices, like counting ketchup as a vegetable or allowing my kids a few extra hours of screen time. But on the whole, nobody, including myself, would label me as a negligent parent.
Until a couple of summers ago, I would have reacted with disbelief at the thought of forgetting my child in the car. Surely, if someone did that, they shouldn’t even be parents, right?
That June was sweltering, with a humidity that clung to the Midwest like an unwelcome sweater. My mother had just relocated from out of state to be closer to us, and it felt wonderful to have her nearby. To celebrate her arrival, we planned a barbecue. My husband was grilling while the kids played in the yard. As the scent of charcoal wafted through the air, I realized we needed sweet corn to complete our meal.
“Mom and I are heading to the store,” I announced. “We’ll be quick.”
“Take the baby,” my husband insisted. “I can’t keep an eye on all of them while I’m cooking.”
I secured my calm 1-year-old in his rear-facing car seat, and off we went. The grocery store was nearby, and Mom and I exchanged jokes, laughing as we drove with the music playing. Upon arrival, I checked the time while Mom searched for lip balm. I locked the car and we headed inside.
We made a beeline for the produce section, only to find the corn supply disappointingly low. “This is Iowa,” I complained to Mom. “How can there be no sweet corn? Let’s try another store.”
We exited the store, unlocked the car, and climbed back in. I started driving, the air conditioning blasting as we chatted. Suddenly, I heard my mother gasp. That sharp intake of breath jolted me into the terrifying realization: we had left the baby in the car.
It took me a long time to write those words. Even now, the memory brings a wave of panic. It’s hard to confess that I made such a grave mistake in parenting, particularly regarding my child’s safety—but I did. And it was shockingly easy.
We were caught up in our conversation, a situation that was unfamiliar because I typically had all the kids with me. My baby was completely silent in the back seat, making it easy to forget he was there. We left him in a car that was heating up quickly; it was at least 90 degrees outside.
Miraculously, the lack of corn at the supermarket meant we were only gone for about two minutes. But what if we had decided to grab ice cream? Or snacks? Or if we had found ourselves stuck behind a long checkout line?
Temperatures inside a car can reach an alarming 125 degrees in minutes, and a child can overheat three to five times faster than an adult. Nearly 40 children die in hot cars in the U.S. each year, and my baby could have easily been one of them. The thought sickens me—my child’s life in my hands, and I almost lost him.
I share this not to paint myself as a terrible parent, but to highlight that even responsible moms can have lapses. This warning is for anyone, even you. I once thought it was impossible to forget a child in the car, yet it happened to me.
If there’s a lesson to be learned from this potentially tragic event, it’s this: Never say “I would never.” Because negligence doesn’t always stem from incompetence or substance abuse; sometimes, it’s just being human.
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Summary
This article recounts a chilling experience of a mother who left her baby in a hot car, emphasizing how easily such a mistake can occur. It serves as a warning to all parents that even the most responsible caregivers can make critical errors, underscoring the importance of vigilance.