Think....think....think!!!!!

So, I'm already angry with DH today and then while taking a mental break, before coming home to deal with it and him, I get a call "Hi, I'm calling from RC....are you coming to pick up your daughter?" WTF......I'm confused. What do you mean? Her father is supposed to come get her? Where is he? Is she okay? Is she feeling abandoned because she is the last child at her school? Is she scared? Is he okay? What's going on????? I just don't understand. I start frantically running out to the car while crying and calling H and not receiving any response from his cell phone. Then I see I have a VM waiting about 3 minutes after daycare called - it's H. I have DD and my cell phone died.

I fly home crying all the way because I am scared for her and all of the memories from my childhood arise like never before. Of all the things I hated and remember the most about the absolute worst thing about my childhood was when my mother was late picking me up from school - which was often. I felt so scared and abandoned when I was a child, and I have had nightmares since becoming a mother about being late to pick up DD that it all came to a head today.

H comes home about 2 hours after picking up DD and tells me that he hasn't fed her and then gets on me because I'm angry.

Am I crazy because I'm angry?!?!?! I DON'T think so. He needs a freaking slap upside his head. Think.....Think.....Think!!!!! H - don't be such a jack-ass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!