Has been missing for almost a week. Have you seen her?
I haven’t slept properly since I heard Sunday morning. You see Jennifer lives in my community. She actually lives a few houses away from my Husband and I’s first house that we rented. She is only 18. Jennifer was on her way home from work Wednesday night/morning (it was around 1am) and never made it home. Apparently she stopped at the convenience store where she ran into friends. Her mother thought she was staying at a friends house, but it wasn’t until the next evening (Thursday) when she didn’t show up for work again that her parents knew she was missing.
I am not here to judge. I have three sisters ranging from two years older than me to fourteen years younger. If one of us did not come home on time my mother was up pacing the floors. Thankfully for her my youngest sister was able to carry a cell phone. They were just being invented when I was 18. The rule in our house was you had to let Mom know you were home before you went to bed. If you were staying at a friends house, you made arrangements. Although we did walk home at 1am back in the ’80’s, neither of my younger sisters did in the ’90’s. We live in a different world now.
The weirdest thing for me is that it is so close to home. You hear of stories, see the news, but you never expect to see it in your own community. Our community is rather large, we are up to 60,000 residents now. Larger than some small towns. People heard yells, arguing, screams, someone went outside to see, but couldn’t see anything. Now I am glad that my Husband and I are a little nosy. We check out all sorts of sounds at night, we have witnessed car accidents, kids partying, egging houses, doing stuff they aren’t supposed to, someone breaking into model homes. I don’t feel bad now. I just feel bad that I no longer live close to Jennifer.
Our prayers go out to her family and all the people in the search party looking for Jennifer. We pray she is safe and not gone. I wanted to join the search party, until I realized that if I was the one to find her, I would never forget that. I don’t think I can add that one more thing to my memory right now. For now, I lie awake, listening, wondering, how on earth does this happen.
and me without my camera! My girlfriend and I along with our youngest children attended the Baby Boom Show here in Ottawa yesterday. On our list of things to see and do we wanted to be sure to attend a presentation by Ann Douglas. We attended the Sunday morning “Top Mealtimes Parenting Problems Solved”. Which was great. With the world first Breadatarian, I am always looking for new suggestions on getting a bigger variety of foods into him. As well as keeping him at the table (never thought to have a table toy for dinnertime, thanks Ann). We definately have lots of challenges ahead but, we will work on them one day at a time. It was great to see Ann, I am only sorry I didn’t have my camera and didn’t live close enough to a Starbucks to bring one along.
On a second note. We had our first official night in the Big Boy bed!! Although we have had both a crib and bed in his room since he was born, this was the first night that the crib was not in the room. I gave in and took it down yesterday, with tears in my eyes, but happy at the same time that I won’t have to do the bed shuffle once a night now. We installed a safety deadbolt on the front door (he let the neighbour in on Saturday morning) so I would be able to sleep through the night myself. All went well, it may have helped that he did not have a nap yesterday so he was pretty tired. We just said that the crib was all gone and he had to sleep in his bed, he seemed ok with that. When I checked on him before our bedtime, he had crawled onto the floor and was sleeping soundly. I felt terrible, picked him up and snuggled him under the covers. Where he stayed until 6:45am!!!!! He has been getting up at 5:00am for the last two years. Ahhhh, will see what the rest of today brings, hoping there are still naps in our future.
Last year the oldest in our crew started playing recreational hockey. We totally support him as he took a giant leap. He went from never playing hockey on skates and only skating on ice five times to being an all star goalie! Both my husband and I agreed that he was pretty great, which came as such as surpise as he had not, in twelve years, shown any interest in sports.
As soon as he started playing and we started taking weekend trips to the rink, the littlest in our crew started picking up things and pretending to play. First, it was the duster, then came the teeny stick that arrived with Mr. Potato Head. We finally decided to buy some of those mini-sticks. We started with one, but it was no fun for Mom or Dad to use the duster so we now have three and a mini-net too.
Today was big boy sticks in the driveway while big brother and his friend played on the street. We had lots of fun and I have to admit that I never thought I would ever play street hockey with my kids, but here I am on a glorious September Saturday tired but happy from playing outside with my kids.
Happy Hockey Season!
