Halfway down the Danube

Chipsies

Zagreb, June 2002: I turn my back on my then five-month old son who is strapped into his stroller as I hoist some luggage out of the train. Suddenly, a very upset older woman taps me on the shoulder and the next thing I know is I'm being berated for letting him out of my sight, even for a second, and there are so many child abductions by the filthy gypsies and they would especially love a blond, blue-eyed little boy...

Bucharest, 2003. The "many child abductions" are still in the back of my mind. I mean - the darkest fears of a mother exposed and nurtured. Heh. Not that I know of any child abductions. But there are a lot of gypsies here. Now, I know perfectly well that the gyspy part of the Croat woman's accusation is a myth (as if they didn't have enough kids of their own!). And I hate myself for being worried when the nanny returns three minutes late from the park. But... but...

Avid Microchip Identification system for animals

I'm sure it works just as fine on kids.

Geez. I never thought I'd become such a mother bird.

Posted by claudia at October 14, 2003 01:02 PM