As those who read my blog regularly would know, we recently had an issue with Mother of a Man-Child II, who had four early morning (3am) female visitors to our house following a three-hour jaunt in the park along with three of his mates (all guests at our house for the night). Of course Man-Child II was subsequently grounded for LIFE and we moved on.
So it seems did Man-Child II. You see he was sick of being grounded and not allowed out, so he decided to go out, without our permission, thus inviting even more trouble. The issue is not only the blatant disregard for the punishment, but that he decided to sneak out at 3am in the morning!!!!! Or at least that’s what time I discovered him missing.
Call it female intuition, but I had overheard Man-Child II on the phone late on the Saturday night, and did get the distinct sense that something was being arranged. When he went to bed I made him properly lock all his windows – you see I just KNEW. And so it was that when I awoke in the middle of the night, I decided to check that all my darling children were tucked up in their beds, in the blissful land of nod.
As I poked my head into Man-Child II’s room, I strained to hear the familiar breathing of a slumbering child. When I didn’t, it was with my heart in my mouth that I switched on his light, and found an empty bed. Okay, don’t panic I told myself, he’s gone to the loo. I checked every room of the house and when I didn’t find him, realised that my gut had been right after all. And when his mobile phone was gone it was pretty clear so was he.
So what to do? First wake husband – he’s not missing all the action this time.Second, send text to son advising him to come home (just to let him know we know). Third, call son so I can scream down the phone at him, hurling the vitriol and hurt that only a mother can muster at 3am in the morning, Fourth get angry that he won’t pick up (no wonder, he didn’t want to be on the receiving end of what he knew was coming). Five, seriously consider ringing the parents of his mate, that I am confident he conspired with, then decide that they would NOT like a phone call at 3am.
After 30 mins of anxiety, he finally texted me back to say he was coming home. That was only after I threatened to contact the police if he didn’t respond. My poor husband decided to get in the car and drive around to see if he could find him – half asleep at the wheel, visiting 24 hour McDonald’s restaurants.
It wasn’t until 4.30am that my son finally answered one of the 20 calls I had made to his phone – by which stage it’s fair to say I was getting slightly hysterical, especially since my husband wasn’t answering his mobile either (visions of a car accident due to tiredness just to add to the turmoil of the event).
He informed us he was at a train station quite a few suburbs away. I could hear his mates (male and female) in the background. So my husband went and picked him up, and at 5am after yet another lecture and extracting diddly squat from him as usual, we all went to bed.
For now that’s where I’ll end the story. You can read the second instalment of this Man-Child episode next week (if you don’t want to miss it subscribe to the blog). Those who know me know that I wouldn’t be happy just to have my son back. Oh no! Detective Mother of a Man-Child had plenty more work to do!
Sorry Kel, had to have a giggle as it brought back sooo many memories of sneaking out myself! I do feel for you though and as motherhood fast approaches for me, can’t help but fret for the worry I caused my mother, just like your worry (& fury) now and mine that’s sure to come.
Could it be karma? What goes around surely does come around!
Most definitely Karma, although I think my twin sister was the worst of us, so maybe the Karma has been misguided?
I am sure my parents are having the last laugh though.
Congrats on the forthcoming motherhood – that’s fantastic news. I am thrilled for you.
I’m not sure whether to laugh or cry! I’m not good at interrupted sleep! I look forward to hearing the outcome. This truly is better than “The Bold” and “Neighbours”. Keep up the good work and I hope getting it out there helps you in some small way. Big hug xxx
Definitely helpful. Although sometimes it takes me a while to recover from the said episode and to even consider writing a post about it.
But then the temptation to record it for posterity and publish it as a book for their 21st birthday wins every time. 🙂
We sorted out the oldest when she snuck out and left her pillows as the pretend sleeping body …. I hid the pillows under the bed and went to sleep in her bed for the couple of hours she was away. The sound of her screaming when she quietly crept into bed and tried to move her pillows
(me) and then me jumping up yelling “busted” was too much for her and she burst into tears.
You have to find ways to get even that they just don’t expect. 🙂
Awesome – I love this Jac. I am so going to try this next time I get the chance.
I do recall trying the fake body/pillows once….clearly all children suffer the same delusions, generation after generation. No wonder parents know what’s coming, they’ve done it all before. 🙂
New school, year 9. Threaten boarding.
Yep – in another country? Both MC I and MC II think boarding would be great – little do they know!