This phone call undid all the great meditating and stretching I did this morning:
Mom (me): Hey, I was just calling to see how our girl was doing.
Dad (Zoe's dad): She's ok, she almost drown yesterday.
I'm not sure if I will last an entire month of this.
Apparently Zoe was swimming and went down the slide with her arms up and a floatie came off her arm. She went under the water, but kicked the whole time. Still she was scared. The girl has only been swimming with floaties like 4 times. She just learned to swim.
I know I'm an overly cautious mom. But I'll be damned if my child drowns when I'm nearby.
Now he wants to send her to a daycamp. Ok, the whole purpose of her going up there was to spend time with her relatives. She could have gone to camp here (as I had already paid the daycare for it).
At least I am attempting to take care of myself. Worked a bit too late, but came home and grilled up a lean steak and some veggies. Then went swimming for an hour - mostly laps and some resistant exercises.
Big deadline today.
Wish me luck.
Posted by debutaunt at June 21, 2005 08:41 AMJaysus - don't you just love those phone calls? I am always worried about what is really going on at the ex's house when my kiddo is over there. Zgirl will be okay - don't stress too much. And good luck on your deadline - don't spend too much time replying to brainless twits on certain forums.
Posted by: Julie at June 21, 2005 10:05 AM