Sunday, January 24, 2010


I went to the grocery store with my dad yesterday.

 As usual, he was pushing Gemma in her stroller while I pushed the cart full of groceries (proud Granddaddy.)

While we were waiting in line, he decided that he would take Gemma and walk to the butcher, which is about a block away. I said "really?", he said "really." I said "okay, I guess." and off they went.

About a million years later (25 minutes), I finally made it through the line and got my groceries packed into my car and off to the butcher I went.

They weren't there. She wasn't there. MY BABY WAS NOT THERE.

I asked, "Have you seen (insert my dad's name)?".

She said, "They just left."

My heart jumped out of my chest. My eyes welled with tears. I got back in my car.

How dare he.

I assumed he had just walked the extra 3 blocks from the butcher to my house, but still.

I was so mad. I had never not known exactly where my baby was and I hated it...


  1. did you find her? did he walk to the house? Thats so scary!

  2. weird... so I totally commented on your last post but it isn't there.

    Anyway, I just said Congrats on the new job and that if you wanted to talk ever about being a working mommy, my ears (and blog!) is open!

    Hope you told your dad what he put you through! I bet he won't be doing that again any time soon! Don't mess with mama bear! lol

  3. and this is where a cell phone comes in handy!

  4. I did find her at the house. I was so mad!

    Thank you for the congratulations, I am sure it is going to be a huge adjustment as a working mama. One day at a time I suppose. I am excited though.

    And my dad just can't seem to get in the habit of carrying a cell phone. So annoying!