Mommy had to go on night shift again the other day. I don't know why but I kind of dreaded it (even if I don't know what it meant) when she announced it. So there was I playing with my cousins after dinner. I was wondering why Ate Michelle gave me my night time bath but just shrugged it off. This has been happening lately when mom would take longer on the laptop and I'd just woke up beside her. But the other night was different. I woke up expecting to get my regular middle-of-the-night-snack when I instead saw grandma sleeping soundly beside me. I cried and asked for mommy. They sshhhed me and gave me milk in the sippy cup(?!) instead. This went on a thousand times that night. So when mommy said last night that she's leaving for work, I kept on telling her "Wag na!" and tugging her towards the bed. Good thing she's only joking. I hate night shifts! And I hope we won't be having that for a very looooong time. Labels: mommy love, wento |
awwww, wawa naman si baby Riel. Here's a secret, Riel: I know for a fact that your mommy hates working night shifts, only she has to work real hard for you. Feel better?