Yesterday Evie had a visit with her mom.
Last night I heard her crying in her sleep before I went to bed.
(Two weeks ago when she had a visit with mom, she was crying in her sleep that night, too.)
I walked in the room and roused her enough for her to open her eyes briefly, roll over, and go back to sleep. And then I proceeded to cry. For just a second. Until the cat jumped on top of her and I had to shoo him away.
This morning I asked her how she slept ("good") and if she had any dreams last night ("no"). And I looked up to the heavens and said a silent "thank you" that she didn't remember any of it.
Get it together, mom, get it together. Your child needs you.
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