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Panic! at the Capitol
The Walk to Cure Diabetes (pardon the overused phrase here) went off without a hitch. It was a leisurely walk with friends on a chilly October morning. We all stopped for coffee and chatted along the way. It was great! After we returned to the steps of the Capitol, we were saying goodbye to some friends when all of a sudden, my husband asked if our daughter was with me. I looked at him, like he was crazy because I thought he was joking. We'd been playing pass the daughter all day (taking turns keeping a eye on her while the other was busy), but I could have sworn it was still his turn. Regardless of turns, I looked around and couldn't see her anywhere. My immediately felt like I was going to puke. My first thought was that someone kidnapped her. I ran as fast as I could after one of our friends that just departed the group to see if she had been trailed by our daughter, but when I caught up to my friend, she was alone. I ran as fast as I could back to the point of origin and found that my brother had notified the Sheriff and he was on the prowl, too. For some reason, this made me panic even more, as if the situation has escalated to a McCanns proportion. I began to feel helpless and lost and like I was about to pass out. I stopped running and looked up and saw my husband's eyes and they didn't look wild, but rather, relieved, so I knew she'd been located. "She's with Sasa," he said. Apparently, she had tagged along with her brother to a concessions stand and neither one of them had the sense to tell anyone that she was going with him. As I cried and people patted me on the shoulder and reassured me that everything was ok, I felt numb. My legs were noodles and I couldn't feel my hand stroking my daughter's hair. Sensation didn't return until we were safely seat-belted inside our car and on our way home. I felt so mentally exhausted that I went home and took a three hour nap with my daughter. There's no place like home. 2 comments from 2 users
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posted by
msteen
on Oct 10, 2007 at 07:35 PM
posted by
creatress
on Oct 10, 2007 at 05:21 PM
I still feel that way when I can't find my son. I was late picking him up from school the other day and he wasn't there. I figured he just walked home (it's close and he has a key). I drove home and nope, no son. Drove slow back to school, no son on the way. Now I'm starting to freak. No answer on his cell. Drove slowly back home and back to school 2 more times. Finally I see him in the front lawn. Apparently he was in the office waiting for me there (not sure why). I was so releaved! I had been really freaked out! Conviced that he had been stolen, taken off with God knows who, anything horrible my mind could think of. Those crazy kids!!!! Never too old to scare the poo out of us. I'm glad it was nothing and you found her. I would have been bawling too! (How did you get your pic all big like that on your post?)
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I'm so glad your daughter was safe!!