...super st**id mama at the resort

If the title in any way seems angry, maybe coz I am...a bit...lots. Let this be my first and hopefullyonly angry blog. But nopes, no profane words here. More actually of inis lang beauty ko. Yesterday was by no means like any ordinary Sunday. We had been looking forward to yesterday for a long time already. We've not gone back to the beach or any resort since January. And yesterday, we took Alyssa and Ava to our old reliable nook in Mactan. It was Ava's first visit to the beach (resort) and it was Alyssa's big day to finally get to play with her sand castle building stuff. She did it all, dig for treasures, built sand castle, made a sand cake with sea creatures for decors, threw sand at Joel, made a sand angel and just sit on the shore with her daddy. Then there's this pool. One of the many around the resort actually. It's big. Third of it is about a foot deep then there's a line indicating deeper water, about waist deep for adults. Families favor this particular pool coz it serves like a kiddie pool na rin. After lunch, Joel stayed at the resort gun club to practice shooting. Ava and helper stayed in the office to get some sleep. Alyssa and I went back to the main resort and swam in the pool. That was about 2 in the afternoon? There were more kids by this time. It's always been my "past time" to observe kids around me and to see if there's an adult with them. All was fine. I was sitting on the borderline between the 1-foot deep and the waist deep portions. Alyssa was about 2 meters away in front of me. We were laughing. It was quite awhile before I noticed a lady shouting, "The kid, the kid". Like she had probably been shouting for 20 seconds before I looked at her. I didnt give much thought. Actually, nobody else did. But I looked around the pool anyway. Nothing unusual. Kids playing, each with a parent. Few seconds went by and the lady was still shouting. Looked at her again and I did a quick turn to see around the pool again. Four times I probably did that. Nobody was 'panicking". I went on about my thing with Alyssa when the shouting had actually become a 'bother'. Looked at the lady again and this time I saw her looking at me, shouting "The kid, the kid" pointing behind me. Gave quick look at Alyssa, saw no danger with her and I turned around. Saw 3 girls diving on the ledge, 2 boys chasing after a ball, 4 little ones with their parents and about 4-5 feet away from me was a 2 year old boy who looked like he was just splashing about having a good time. Except that his head was under the water! That's when I recognized the drowning movements. How long had he been struggling for crying out loud!!! Split second I ran and grabbed him. He was crying and crying and crying and still struggling. I kissed him, carried him to where Alyssa was, made soothing baby talk to him and cradled him. I didnt know what to do. But at least he was conscious and crying. The lifeguard was just staring at us. Alyssa was saying,'It's okay little boy, my mommy's got you'. And the lady? The tanga mama? NO, she didnt jump into the waist deep water. She spent about a minute or 2 shouting at no one about "the kid, the kid". Whatda--?GEEZZZZZZZZZZ!!! Shouldnt she have shouted at me to look behind me? That should have caught my attention right away. Shouldnt she had been by her boy's side while swimming? She was sun bathing you know. For Chr--- sake!!! And still, no, she didnt go to us. Alyssa and I carried her little boy to her!!! this time reality had dawned on my soul. A few more seconds and it could have been disaster. For the boy. Right behind me. And i felt to blame. The lifeguard? He mumbled something like, "Sorry ma'm, I didnt see him". Maaaaaannnn...
It was terrible. My soul was shaken. The very core of me was shaken. My body literally shook. Another mother came to talk to me and comfort me. A father joined us. They let me talk about how I felt. And I was crying. Alyssa was saying,"Stop crying mommy. Are you hurt?" Few more seconds...
And what's worse? I met that little boy walking on the edge of the pool looking for his tanga mama, who also looked like she was looking for something. Her brain perhaps. There were 2 other pools in the area and these were very deep adult pools now. I had to guide the little boy back to his mama. But I didnt say anything to the mama. I told the waiter instead of what happened in the kiddie pool and asked them to watch the mama. I just pray the little boy's okay today. Im just thankful to the heavens above for my strength. Thankful to the angel who guided my eyes and find the struggling little boy. But the sight of him will stay in my mind for awhile. Kids and pool, they dont go together. Gotta keep an eye on your kid every second! What really shook me up was that Im an OC when it comes to safety. Okay OC may not be the correct term. But Im overzealous when it comes to safety. Im literally prepared for any disaster. And it pains me when some tanga mama is sun bathing while her little 2 year old boy is wading in the pool and about to slip into the deeper part. Thank God everything turned out good. Thank God for saving the little boy's life.