Yesterday something went terribly wrong. I don’t know whether or not it was my reaction to carrots the day before, or whether I did something else to offend her, mama was gone the entire day. I thought I heard her voice when I woke up in the morning, but daddy came to get me and I didn’t see her. I waited for her all day, looking out the window and refusing to go to sleep in case I missed her. By the end of the day I gave up hope that she was ever coming back and subsided into sleep reluctantly.
Shortly thereafter I dreamed that she was home, and woke up crying. Miracle of miracles, she appeared and rocked me back to sleep. I woke up five more times last night just to make sure that she was still there, and was relieved each time to find her beside me.
This morning she did not participate in our morning chat the way she usually does, rather her eyes were closed and she mumbled at me. I don’t understand why. I gave up and decided to talk with Charlotte instead.