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September 22, 2006

Friday Shuffle - The Contents Under Pressure Edition

I love it when I have a string of being funny. Few things make me happier. The part I hate? When suddenly, I find myself with absolutely no funny. Like today.

When I said I was going to be dignified today, I didn't think that meant I'd be boring and borderline crabby.

No reason for all of this. Just ... blargh.

It's a shitty week to be a baby in St. Louis. Holy fuck, what is wrong with people taking babies around here?

If you're in the US and you pay any attention to the media, I'm sure you heard about Baby Abby, abducted from her mother a week ago when she was a mere seven days old, and how she was returned safely on Wednesday.

What you might not have heard yet is about the pregnant woman who was killed that same day, her 7-month-old fetus cut from her body and her three older children missing. The baby died.

Or the latest, a one-year-old boy and his mother abducted early this morning, probably by the child's father, with warnings issued that both are in grave danger.

All of this within 45 minutes of St. Louis. I can't wrap my head around it. Can't think of anything to say about it at all. I can't imagine what kind of anguish, anger, and crazy would lead a person to put children in danger.

My ankle's still sore, but at least I know Clara Jane's safely snoozing in her room. Because of that, I'm not going to bitch about my ankle, the three phones calls in a row right as I sat down to knit and watch a movie, or the fact that I didn't get my morning coffee until after 1 PM. Minor, minor, minor things, considering I spent the day playing in the backyard with Clara Jane, eating noodles and peas with her, and curled up in the big bed reading a Dilbert book to her. Not my choice. She requested it. "That dog loves to play on the pomcuter," she says. And thank God she's here to say it.

I had planned for us to make our bi-weekly Trader Joe's run, followed by lunch out, since I haven't taken her out to lunch at all this week. While trying to cajole her into letting me get her dressed, she told me, "I need you to carry me and lay my head on you." When I asked, "Do you want to stay home today?" she nodded against my neck. At first I was annoyed with her for throwing us off schedule, and then annoyed at myself for being annoyed. And then I saw the SARAA alert for that missing little boy, and I was more than glad to let the grocery shopping go another day in favor of staying home with my kiddo. Just because we can.

Okay, so I guess I do have reason for my shitty mood. I don't think I realized how much recent events have affected me until just now. Six missing kids in a week. One returned, one dead, one dead mother, one injured mother. All right here.

Storms are moving in. I'm shuffling around the house with the doors locked, sad and scared, but thankful for what I've got, hoping that I can keep it all safe and sound.

Posted by Robin at September 22, 2006 02:06 PM

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