Was that necessary?

“Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” She yells from her bedroom, insistently, but without fear or urgency.

I peer sleepily at the clock. 4:58. I get out of bed and stumble to her room to the tune of a repeating chorus of high volume calls for me.

“Yes, Fiona!” I say, sleep coloring my voice with gravel, “What do you need, Baby? I’m here.”

“Oh,” She says, “There you are. Okay. I go to sleep now.”

With which words she falls, face first, back into her pillows. Her breathing is steady. Her arms are limp. She is truly sound asleep. I cover her with a blanket and head back to my own bed.

I’m torn between amusement and annoyance, but fall quickly back to sleep.

Was I really needed for that?

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