My kids are restless sleepers and multiple calls often occur. Tonight, seems to be no different as a muffled “mom” comes from our son’s room down the hall. I’m barely awake but feel my wife’s weight shift from the mattress, her light unsteady footsteps padding across the carpet, and the slight disturbance of the air as she passes by me heading out the door by my side of the bed, her night clothes rustling imperceptibly as she exits.
Another muffled “mom” comes from my son before she gets to his doorway. I hear her hushed comforting tones as she whispers to him. I try to wake a little more to hear what she’s telling him, a slight pause, and more whispering from both of them.
Slightly more awake I move my arm across my sleeping wife who lets out a snore… A low whimper escapes my mouth as I realize she has never left the bed.
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