I feel like the worst mother in the world. I left DS downstairs in his vest while I went up to turn the taps off on the bath. He was sitting watching Finding Nemo. I finished getting his bath sorted and I thought it was a bit quiet. I came downstairs and feltsick when I saw the back door open. I had left my keys in it and he'd unlocked it. I ran outside where I found him being brought in my a lovely woman who said he had walked in front of her car. I burst into tears and have only just calmed down after crying hysterically for the last hour. DS has just kept telling me about the car and smiling. He keeps laughing at mummy for crying.
I can't believe he can unlock doors at his age. I just feel sick when I thinkk of what could have happened and also feel like I'm a completely unfit mother. How could I have been so stupid.