When it was time to fetch the kids, I couldn't find them anywhere. With mounting panic, I ran around, calling out their names. I found them on the tenth floor.
"What are you doing here? You know you are not allowed", I sobbed, collapsing in relief.
"But Mamma, Little Anita is scared of cats, and there are cats on the stairs. So we left her home."
"Just because you are doing good, doesn't mean it is okay to disobey your mother", I yelled.
I know I should be proud of them, but right then, I was just one scared Mamma.
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22 comments:
A mother's worst nightmare - glad they were okay.
Rayna - You really capture that heart-stopping fear! I am glad your kids were safe. And it is so hard, isn't it, to decide whether to be angry, proud, or both. And of course, it's hard to explain that overwhelming panic to children. I sometimes think that only other parents really empathise...
Yes, a nightmare. I once lost my niece under a clothing rack. She thought it funny. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
@ Alex- you don't even want to know the scenarios my imagination conjured up in that short time.
@ Margot- only another parent (or a person in charge of a child) would ever know that sheer panic. And how to do you explain to the kids that you are proud of them for being so good, but could they first listen to their Mamma?
@ Jules- your niece seems to be like my son. He finds is funny to hide in weird places and have me look for him.
Scary! And it makes us mad to be that scared...I've been incredibly upset for my kids before when I feel they've had near misses (about to step out into traffic, things like that.)
Wow I bet panic was setting in . . . you must have been so relieved when you found them.
A nightmare indeed. Glad they were fine. It is good to be proud of them for doing what they thought was right, but it's hard to explain how you can be so upset and happy at the same time.
Congratulations on the award.
Mason
Thoughts in Progress
@ Elizabeth- you said it. I was scared, but also mad at myself for being scared. But if they don't see the danger, we do need to take it on ourselves :-(
@ Dyche Designs - and the first thing I did was yell at them! Any mother would know why.
@ Mason- yes, I am still proud of themselves for conquering their fears to help someone else. But....
Oh, Rayna! So awful, those heart-stopping moments. And, like you say, where your imagination goes.
Deb's and my family were on a ski holiday once and Deb's son wasn't feeling well, so we let him go back to the condo by himself (he was 15 and very responsible and we were at a self-contained resort). Now, strangely -- even though he got back safe and sound -- Deb imagined all kinds of horrible scenarios that might befall him on his way to the condo. The worst and most persistent was that these stoner kids we'd seen on the mount had kidnapped him. Yes, stoner kids kidnapping a 15 year old. It's funny now, but she was dead serious at the time.
Glad all is well! B
Calling children and getting no answer is the worst for a mother (or father). When you find them you are never sure whether to love or punish. Myself? I used to yell and hug at the same time.
Charming picture.Thanks for sharing.
I would've panicked!
If my kids would be out of my sight and I didn't now where they were I would get so worried. I guess having a kid disappear is one a parent's biggest fears. Even now that mine are grown and on their own I worry about them, but there's not much I can do.
Take care, Rayna.
Lee
Tossing It Out
Ah yes, that total panic. I've felt it twice. Lost YellowBoy at the airport one time, and he went to a neighbor's to play another time and we looked for a long time...All that time seems to be so much longer when we're in that panic mode. And yes, I yelled at him. After I smothered him with hugs first.
I adore youe drabbles!
This happened to me at a cancer walk once, my six year old took off and I couldn't find her in the crowds. I never knew I could become so hysterical and cry so instantly! :)
Have a great week, Rayna!
Ugh, that's the worst feeling in the world. I've felt that once in the mall.
CD
What a scary experience.
It's terrifying! And then we end up so angry with the kids because we were so scared. Hope you've recovered now...
Been there. Very scary moments when the kids disappear. I've been one scared Papa numerous times.
And I have to admit I'm surprised to hear you use the word "fetch" in your blog. That's a Kentuckian or Tennessee word not used much in other parts of the world. Or the U.S. But a good word just the same. Have a great week.
Stephen Tremp
Hi Rayna.
I like your drabbles :D
And any mother would understand this one.
@ Karen- was I relieved!!!
@ Barbara- that sounds really terrible. I can imagine all the things Deb imagined.
@ Mary- it is hug and yell at the same time, isn't it?
@ Diane- I did!!!
@ Lee- tell me about parents worrying about grown kids. But I guess I would do, though there woudl not be much I could do about it.
@ Tina- losing a kid at an airport- I don't even want to start to think about that.
@ Jackee- that must have been really really scary.
@ Clarissa- horrible empty feeling, isn't it?
@ Holly- very
@ Fiona - you said it- anger because of the fear
@ Stephen- I didn't even know it was a Kentuckian or Tennessee word. I always thought it was British English, but maybe I just made it up.
@ Dorte- scary, isn't it?
Isn't it funny how relieved terror expresses itself. I have been guilty of this more times than I care to count. So glad all are safe, sound, and found.
@ Ann - relieved terror. Yes, that describes it perfectly.
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