My worst moment... The lowest point of my life was when me and DP ran to the car in the garage to find DD. We had left her in there for two hours after we got home because we thought the other one had got her and put her to bed as she was asleep. I remember running to the car making a bargain with anyone that would listen in my head for her to just be ok. It was night time and not summer THANK GOD! I have never felt so sick or so guilty in my life. I think I held her and sobbed for about four hours and poor DP was so heartbroken as well. She was crying when we got to her but not hysterical. I was. Even typing this I feel sick to my stomache and have tears streaming down my face. We will never forget the lesson we learnt that day... That as parents mistakes are sooooooo easy to make! Thy you can NEVER assume that someone else is looking out for your baby and that I shouldn't be too quick to judge.
We now ALWAYS ask each other before we even get out of the car who is going to get her and she gets out FIRST!
I hope that that incident will always be my darkest day and I never have another like it.