Writer’s Workshop: Step On First

February 5, 2014 · 17 comments

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5.) A time a stranger helped you.

When my daughters were just little things I took them to the mall with me to return some clothes. I carried baby Laina and held toddler Maile’s hand as we went up the escalator to the second and then on to the third floor. On the way down, toddler Maile insisted on going by herself without holding my hand. I stood behind her and she cautiously stepped on to the moving stairs that carried us down to the second floor. Once on the second floor, toddler Maile insisted again on riding without holding my hand, but this time she insisted I step on first.

Since we had done this successfully with her in front of me 30 seconds prior, and knowing if I insisted she go first I could be facing an epic toddler tantrum, I went ahead and followed her instructions.

I stepped on to the escalator to go down with baby Laina and I turned to watch toddler Maile carefully step on, except she didn’t step on.

As the escalator slowly brought Laina and I down, down, down…Maile had decided she was actually too afraid to go by herself with me so far away.

And just like that I became that mom at the bottom of an escalator, spinning in circles with a squirmy baby. Do I leave my position to go around the store and up the escalator on the opposite side? Do I dare take my eyes off my toddler, who at any moment could decide to go down on her own after all? Do I attempt to go back UP the down with my baby in tow?

What was I thinking stepping onto the escalator without holding her hand? I encouraged Maile from the bottom, “Go on honey! You can take a step! Just like before, go on now!”

But she just stood there and stared at me with a look on her face that told me she was going to break down in sobs at ANY moment.

And then our angel appeared. A woman came around the corner to head down the stairs and saw my darling toddler standing there alone. She looked at my girl and then down the stairs at me waving with my baby, “Helllooo!! Hey so long story, but I actually left my toddler up there…would you mind helping her onto the stairs?”

And of course she did.

Because it takes a village.

And when she handed my daughter off to me at the bottom I was all, “Oh thank you so much! You know how it goes!!” and she was all, “Oh absolutely!” even though I’m sure she never in her life left a toddler on the second floor of a department store.

I love helpers.

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5.) A time a stranger helped you.



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{ 16 comments }

Andrea February 6, 2014 at 3:55 am

Helpers are the best. That sounds terrifying! Being separated from your child but still being able to see them is the worst feeling ever. Thank goodness for good people.

carol February 6, 2014 at 4:32 am

I love this story! Toddlers can be SO BIG until they see it the way it really is. That was a great helper story and a grateful mommy, too.

Tina February 6, 2014 at 4:52 am

Thank God for helpers that just show up right when you need them!

May February 6, 2014 at 5:17 am

That I-want-to-do-it-myself-stage is a blessing and a curse. I bet your heart was racing!

Ginny Marie February 6, 2014 at 5:21 am

I can totally see the same thing happening to me, especially with my oldest. She’s a daredevil! I still don’t like my youngest to go on the escalator without holding my hand, and she’s six. I think I inherited that fear from my mom who was scared of us going on the escalator.

OldDogNewTits February 6, 2014 at 6:06 am

You’re not crazy. You were trying to avert a tantrum disaster. I get it. I’m still scared to death of my kids, especially my daughter. And she’s 11!

Had the stupid escalators not been separated on each side of the store (as they never should be) this would not have even been a problem.

I blame the store.

MJ February 6, 2014 at 6:13 am

I totally understand the “do I leave and run around or do I stand right here” scenarios playing out in your head. It’s great that a kind person happened by before you had to decide.

Sue - The Spin Cycle February 6, 2014 at 6:21 am

I was petrified and torn right along with you, Kat. I love me some friendly stranger action.

Wait. Not like that. The good kind. The angel kind. Going now…

kelley February 6, 2014 at 9:06 am

I love helpers too, and we all understand about avoiding toddler tantrums–especially in public. kelley at the road goes ever ever on

Alissa | CleverCompass.com February 6, 2014 at 9:08 am

Three cheers for helpful, non-judgmental people. I too did the same thing, except I tried to run up the down, tripped, fell and put a gash in my knee that needed several stitches. It truly does take a village.

Betsy February 6, 2014 at 10:13 am

That really sounds like something my kid would do! Glad someone stepped in and helped.

Tracy P. February 6, 2014 at 11:05 am

Ha, love that. You’re right, if she ever had toddlers, she probably didn’t ever leave them on the second floor. She probably did much crazier things than that. Thank God that there are people EVERYWHERE who have been through this before and totally get it.

Laura February 6, 2014 at 2:51 pm

My post was old, it’s from June, but I really think it fit with a time a stranger helped me.

I can’t imagine losing a toddler at the top of an escalator! How scary!! Thank God for great helpers, eh?

http://thisblogisepic.wordpress.com/2013/06/16/that-time-i-was-literally-dragged-across-a-finish-line/

Tara Gauthier February 6, 2014 at 11:59 pm

I could see my daughter getting separated from me on an escalator, because she of course would want to do it by herself with no help. I am just glad someone stepped up to help you out. Escalators scare me sometimes.

Mindi February 7, 2014 at 5:45 am

Ugh! I had anxiety just reading this!! Shortly after Christmas my husband and I brought the boys to the mall to spend some gift cards. Xander, my almost 5 year and Noah my 2 year old, both wanted to go on the elscalator. I was wearing the baby on me, so figured we could easily do it. Both of them have done the escalator with no problems, just never both at the same time. I had Noah in front of me and Xander behind me. So Noah hopped on with no problems but then as Xander got on he either slipped or had second thoughts of going because he fell down and was just left to hit the moving stairs. I had to let go of his hand because I didn’t want to continue to drag him and couldn’t let go of Noah. Everything moved in slllooooowww motion and my heart fell to the floor. I’m so very thankful a very nice man helped Xander get on his feet and to me or it could have been worse.

Stacey February 8, 2014 at 8:44 am

I would have done the same…because I wouldn’t dare walk around to the other escalator and take my eyes off the child up there!

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