I Did?

The other evening I played Mahjongg with my mavens and returned home around 10pm. I had not seen my middle child before I left so I texted her to see if she wanted to come in and hang out. To my surprise, she said okay and several minutes later appeared at my door.

She climbed into my bed and had her laptop open with Grey’s Anatomy mid-play. I mentioned that she already finished the series and inquired why she was watching it yet again… we discussed what was happening within the two episodes that she watched while laying next to me… etc.

When it was time to sleep, I said goodnight and off she went to bed.

At 3:45 I awaken to a crying child.

Me: Kid, why are you crying?

Kid: I don’t know, I can’t help it….

Me: Come into bed

Kid: I can’t

Me: Yes you can… come on

Kid (gets into bed) I don’t know what’s wrong with me

Me: Nothing is wrong with you, you’re just going through a blip and you’ll be okay.

…Kid is still crying 12 minutes later, I am rubbing her head, trying to fit all 150 lbs of me in a six inch space between my son and daughter, and nothing is stopping the anxiety.

Me: I’ll tell you a story… Once upon a time there was a little girl named Kid, and …

Kid: I don’t care about a story

Me: Good because I really have nothing to say…. hmmm, I’m sorry that I didn’t come see you when I got home from Mahjongg.

Kid: (looks at me, crying halts immediately) You don’t remember?

Me: Remember what?

Kid: We watched two episodes of Grey’s, you asked me nonstop questions about why I was watching again and what was happening to Meredith… the beach… Really ma? You don’t remember me coming in??

Me: I do now…

And just like that, she stopped crying and fell asleep.

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
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