I lost Googie . . .

Our ward does areobics every monday, wednesday, and friday at the ward building. Its great. We lock ourselves in the gym and let the kids run wild. It's the only way I can work out anymore these days.

So today, I was working out as usual, I looked around to make sure Googie wasn't bullying any of the babies. And I couldn't find her. One of the older kids had opened the back door to the gym. I tried to stay cool and started walking around the church. She had to be there somewhere.

Half way around the church I started to freak out. What if someone passing by saw her at the door, and decided she was cute enough to take (she really is that cute . . .). She's so friendly she wouldn't have screamed or anything. I never would have known. What if she opened the outside doors and went wondering out. There's a busy street right next to the church. She could have been hit by a car. What if I never saw her again, and the last thing I said to her was "go play (ie. leave mommy alone)."

So I went a little over the top with worry, but man she scared me. So I make it around the last corner, and I see her at the end of the hall, playing with the drinking fountain. Little dot. I started crying when I saw her.

I think pregnancy harmones played into my freaking out. But man that girl scared me. Everything was alright, I never should have freaked out so bad . . . Oh well the important thing is she was alright.