So I just got back from Iowa to visit my sister Melissa with my mom. Hallie had an AMAZING time playing with her cousins! I loved the game nights and chatting :) On the way back home Hallie was a little under the weather and as usual didn't sleep in the car. So when we finally stopped in Laramie and in a pack and play she was deliriously tired. It was so sad to hear her little cough intermixed with crying. I am a total wimp and can't stand to let her cry without comforting her, but I've learned it doesn't help when she's that tired. However, I was about thrown over the edge with this...
Background- We talk about staying by Mommy to be safe and not get lost.
In church a 1 or so year old was crying in the foyer amid a sea of adult legs looking for his mom. Hallie asks why he's crying and I explain that he can't finds his mom. Hallie says, "He's lost?" with concern. "Yup."
The Story - I'm laying in the hotel bed reminding myself that Hallie is fine as she is crying her saddest, "just hold me mommy" cry. When all of a sudden she whips out this, "Mommy, I'm LOST! I got lost mommy. Mommy, I got lost!"
No I didn't break down and get her, I just broke down. It is one of the worst thing in the entire world to hear your child cry and feel like they need you and you can't do anything about it.
Of course the next morning she woke up her sweet happy self with hugs and kisses for mom, not at all traumatized, I however can't say the same for myself. (I am a wimp)
