As I selected a few books, I kept my ears on the dollhouse area and watched Meego and the other boy play with my peripheral vision. After getting some good stories, I went to retrieve Meego and go to the checkout.
He wasn't there.
What I'd thought was the sound of both him and the other boy playing turned out to be just the other boy talking with himself.
It was the worst feeling in the world. Where was Meego? I walked past all of the bookshelves in the children's area, searching each aisle. No sign of him. He wouldn't wander off without me, would he? He was usually so clingy, I'd never had to worry about it.
After what felt like hours but was probably just a couple of minutes, I realized he wasn't in the children's area, so I had to expand my search. Damn, that library was huge!
One of the staff saw me looking and I told her I was looking for my toddler son. He was wearing a blue fleece hoodie. I felt like the worst mom in the world, but at the same time, I was glad to have another set of eyes looking for him.
She said, "There's a storytime going on downstairs. Maybe that's where he went". She said she would go check while I continued to look on the main floor. Surely, I thought, he wouldn't go all the way to the next floor down.
I still felt like a sh*tty mom, but it was the best sight in the world.
Today's NaBloPoMo prompt:
"What is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to you and why?"