Don’t you hate it when you call to your kids that it’s time to come inside now and then you get busy getting ready to go somewhere and when you take a minute to check that they have all come in you realize that your seven year old is nowhere to be found so you send one of your other kids around to the neighbors to find the child and they come back without him because he’s not there and by now it’s very dark outside so you start calling around the house thinking he must not have heard you but he doesn’t answer so you go outside and start calling for him and he still doesn’t answer so you start running down the street calling for him and you go all the way around the block and even over to the park and you start crying because you think someone has stolen him and you might never see him again and you imagine all the horrible things that could have happened to him and you are running around in clogs so your shins start to hurt very badly and then you limp home so you can call the police and get the truck to start searching only to find out when you get home that the child has been hiding in the house all along because he “wanted to be alone”……
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Oh, I would have been terrified! Thank goodness everything was all right.
so the question is, did you hug him, yell at him, or both?:)
What an awful scare that must have been!
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My heart nearly stopped reading that! I'm so glad he's ok!
I hate that feeling of despair and yes, wondering all of the possibilities that could happen to your child. It's a scary, horrible feeling. I am always amazed at how much we as mothers feel towards our children. I can only imagine the pain Mom must have felt with us. I used to play at neighbors' homes all day, with kids I'd just met, and she would have no idea where I was or when I would be home. She told me that there were many, many times where she didn't know if she should call the police or just wait for me to come home. The agony alone would wear me down!!!
This is a "do I hug him or kill him" moment! I'm glad he was in a safe place all along.
How scary!!
That happened with my middle son...at church...for 20 mins...he was found underneath the stage by the bishop hiding where the chairs go!!! So I feel your pain very much!!
I hate moments like that! I get such an awful pit feeling in my stomach. Thank goodness everything turned out o.k.!
ugh! I hate that feeling too! The whole time you're trying to convince yourself otherwise, yet you don't want to give yourself false hope. I remember a 2-yr-old Teej walking out the door of our apartment cuz "Elmo" wanted to go for a walk!
YES! It is the worst feeling, and I've been through it for sure with my two youngest! :0
That sounded scary...and it's the longest sentence I've ever read. :o)