Just read your post Aussie and my heart goes out to you
it's a dreadful feeling isn't it when you suddenly realise your child is missing.
Two incidences from me, both involving my daughter, Lauren.
We went to a Spring fair type thing, she was probably about 5 or 6 at the time, Mark was a toddler and in the pushchair, she'd been really good, holding onto the pushchair, but something on a stall had caught her eye, next minute she was gone.....quick as that, oh god, it was awful, you start looking round frantically and all you see is faces, strange faces, we turned back quickly the way we'd just come and spotted her at this stall, she was literally only gone for a few minutes, but I tell you something, it seemed like hours, no harm done, but you dread to think what could have happened.
Another incident was when we were on holiday once, we were staying in a beautiful log cabin in Ross-on-Wye in the middle of nowhere, it was an absolutely scorching hot day, hard to believe, I know in this country
but only a week or two earlier a little girl had been stolen from a Caravan park through an open window, which was an awful thing to happen.
There was a lovely ginger cat at the lodge that Lauren had fallen in love with and kept asking if we could take her home with us.
So we're in this log cabin, scorching hot night, windows open, Lauren was about 3 or 4 and she was sleeping in a little 'put me up bed' on the floor in between two single beds, baby was in the cot fast asleep, my Mum and Dad are with us, so we're in the lounge playing cards and having a few bevvies, and I get up to go to see to the children.
Went into the bedroom, and Lauren's nowhere to be seen, so I thought she must have gone to the toilet...no, not there, went in the other bedroom, not there, come back into the lounge, Lauren's missing, shock! horror! straight away think someones took her through the window, I'm in floods of tears, blaming myself for leaving the windows open..... so outside looking for her, thought she'd slipped out to find her little cat that she'd fallen in love with.
No one about, jeez, it was horrible, went back in the bedroom, Mark was fast asleep in the cot, next minute out the corner of my eye I saw something move......ooooohhhhh what relief, there she was, she'd turned over in bed and rolled out and gone under the single bed...on the floor fast asleep.
I tell you what that was a horrible nightmare..... boy was I relieved to see her, bless her.
So don't worry Aussie, you're not the only one and you won't be the last either, but it doesn't half give you a fright