I heard him cry-out from my office.
(My desk sits directly below his crib.)
(My first thought.)
Should I bring a bottle?
(My second thought.)
Teething won’t last forever.
(My third thought.)
I closed the lights in my office and headed upstairs.
I peeked into his crib.
I set down my phone and went to the bathroom.
(Because I didn’t know how long I’d be here.)
He cried out again.
(Better move quickly!)
I returned to a silent, dark room.
(Should I sit?)
I’ve been sitting in the glider for nearly ten minutes.
(All is, thankfully, quiet.)
How many other mamas, dadas, and other caregivers awake in the world — looking after their little ones — right now?
(I will never know.)