Lost Children?

[julesapple]

They'll still keep coming back when you think you've got rid of them Jules and they bring more baggage with them.

Do you know just how scary that sentence is? >>>>> running for the Valiums>>>>>>

[rustylady]

Do you know just how scary that sentence is? >>>>> running for the Valiums>>>>>>

Just wait for the grandchildren, and the great grandchildren

[julesapple]

Yeah, I can do waiting........and waiting...........and waiting.

[binley100]

My mate left hers at the butchers..........got all the way home before she realised something was missing. 'twas a baby in one of those big coach built prams .....not difficult to miss really . I blame baby brain

[elizajay]

I have had both versions, lost in Selfridges aged 9 and praised for staying put so I was found when my parents retraced their steps. No trauma.
Was in bank with pre-school son and while being served he followed the wrong mother out. The bank was about to close and they kept it open while the staff fanned out to look for him. A member of public brought him back to the main road, said the woman he was following ran away from him. I was certainly traumatised and son was convinced it was my coat he was following. Not sure what it says about his powers of observation but then he didn't recognise me once when I collected him from nursery after having my hair done!

[dominic10]

I lost my mother once when I was about 9 and she had a funny turn in Woolworths and was taken to the office but I found her eventually. When I heard the news this morning I didn't realise it was the 8 year old. Says something for the security service and maths - a simple headcount you would have thought even with 2 cars. And no, I don't want someone who can forget his child as PM. My standards for my OH are a lot less - he once forgot to pick one of ours up fortunately one of the other parents dropped him home.

[Sylvan]

It sounds as though your son may have face-blindness Eliza (The ten dollar word for it is Prosopagnosia).
Recognising people by their clothes or hairstyles is a classic strategy.
I followed the wrong mother out of Boots once and she just walked off and left me too. Have these women got no sense? Luckily I managed to find a policeman.

I always used to ask "Are we all here?" before setting off and the kids would say silly things about one of them having been kidnapped or falling down a drain or summat. One day I got into the car at a friend's house, knowing they were all in there, 'cos I'd counted them, and when we set off the boys started saying their sister wasn't in the car... so I just laughed and carried on...

6 miles later, arrived home, got out of the car, no daughter. The boys said "We did tell you!"
Frantic phone call to friend - no, she wasn't there. Dashed back in a panic...

She had crept out of the car when I wasn't looking and then, when I had actually left her behind, she was too embarrassed to go in and admit what she had done so she was hiding in the trees.

[Sylvan]

Took ten years off my life.

[areia]

talk about possible kidnap plan for pm's child,

I can understand when child is new born as its new routine, hense why its better really to stay in for a few weeks i reckon,

But to forget an older child really ???? bad enough when the lil terrors are running around supermarkets screaming and running into other people ( I hate that) clearly mums are trying on purpose to get rid of them lol

[Uber-Uncool]

Must admit, i did find it quite amusing when my daughter told me about this. Nancy has my sympathy though, poor girl, not greT for the self esteem.

When in primary school my father who was to pick me up from school, was nowhere to be seen. The teacher eventually drove me home and rapped on the door in an anxious manner....my poor Dad, bleary eyed, had fallen asleep on the sofa after a hard shift of work and had not awoken in time to pick me up from school. Cme to think of it, i have always been a tad insecure LOL!

[di]

've lost both of mine before now. DD...I was writing a phone number down in Morrisons, she was about two,looked up and she was gone,had several members of staff help search the store,none could find her...saw a car speed out of the carpark and my heart went...couple of seconds later a little voice appeared behind the curtain of the camera machine.

DS....well, he was five(maybe six) and cheeky! Literally a couple of weeks previous someone had tried to snatch a child from outside our school, everyone was extra nervous. Anyway, me and a mate were nattering in the playground and noticed Ash was missing, we waited for the play bit to empty and reralised he really wasn't there. I called my neighbour to make sure he hadn't followed her home...he hadn't. She caught a friend walking to the school and said to look out for him, in the meantime the caretaker was hunting for him on the grounds. I really, really was convinced he'd been taken. Then comes the call from my neighbour, he was in our backyard!!! When I got home, I asked what he was thinking...apparently, he wanted to ask me if he could run to the top of the playground and jump the fence to our garden but I was talking to a grown up and he knows it's rude to interrupt.....about the only time in his life he hasn't!

I'd love to judge the Priminister for losing his child, in reality though, he's a normal parent too. Tis a scarily easy thing to do

[Feral007]

I've lost all of mine at one stage or another...... :eek what sort of mother does that make me?
Not left behind tho usually just that they'd wander off in a second when you were looking at one of the others. Worst case was the year before the Sydney Olympics. We were at the Royal Easter Show with a friend of mine (she's traumatised by it and refuses to go anywhere with me now ) The girl child was about 2 and a half so the other two were 7 yo. We'd looked at everything we could and as it was getting dark planned to see one event in the arena with lights and precision car driving or something - def something to appeal to small boys. It was totally packed as we got there so I passed daughter to my friend and went to fold her stroller out of the way and then prop both boys up against a pole standing on my knees, when I realised one was missing. 5 seconds while I collapsed the pram. So I left friend with two and headed out - thousands of people milling about but most heading against me. I got out of the walkway and no sign. There was a police station hut so I headed in there. Sorry Madam there's a lost child centre on the other side of the showground. No, we can't phone them to see if he's there. I headed back out - we were near the stables and I could imagine him heading off to them - found two very new young police people and sent them in to look in there. I headed back to friend to tell her 'I don't know what' and found the beggar had found his own way back! Apparently because of the olympics they were having a practise terrorist manouvre and that's why the police couldn't phone to find my son, and the security guards my friend asked to walkie talkie the description out couldn't do it either. Glad my son wasn't abducted tho because of it.
My friend and I were both traumatised by it!

[alldigging]

I think the unusual circumstances of how they travelled could easily lead to this happening. I can't imagine how horrendous they both must feel - I was late picking my son up from school once and I felt awful.
Only ten minutes or so and I wasn't the latest parent there by any means.

[Mikey]

I've lost mine once and it left my heart pounding for quite some time afterwards.

On the other hand I frequently try to lose her too, she'll wander off in a store and I'll go and hide around a corner and watch her from a far. She's not phased in the slightest, she'll wander happily up and down an aisle looking for me.

Before you all go off on one, this is good practice they need to learn what to do if they lose you, and this is far easier to teach them if you can get them to lose you.

[julesapple]

I've never lost any of mine. I once did have a huge panic the very first time I went shopping without children - had a total panic because I couldn't find the buggy.....

The BH once lost Son #2. He was busy with Son #3 and the nappy kit, and Son #2 decided he would find Mummy. Mummy was absent, she'd gone shopping. Shopping to Son #2 meant Safeways. So he took himself off, getting the bathroom stepstool to open the front door (carefully removing the safety chain) and clad only in vest & pants, set off for Safeways (Inverurie) crossing the park, and two roads, one of which was horrendously busy.

Back at home Daddy had discovered his absence, had heart failure (quietly, so as not to upset the baby) and had called the police. The lady on Customer Services at Safeways had done the same when presented with a small boy found racing up and down the aisles shouting for his Mum. He was home again with half an hour of leaving home, having had an exciting drive in the police car with all the lights and sirens going! There was a serious chat about leaving home without a grown up.

I arrived home, oblivious, to find a completely washed out husband, a sound asleep baby and an over-excited three year old running around like a loony shouting 'Nee nor nee nor nee nor'. The BH made it sound all very amusing, but he was still ashen the next day. It put years on him, I swear.

I am profoundly grateful that Inverurie was such a nice place with low crime rates, although the thought of the dangers of that busy main road, with lorries and Heaven only knows who driving by, turns me cold.