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Each sob and call from Charlie reminded me of the helplessness we felt. I prayed we would soon find hope regarding Sabrina’s condition.
“Charlie, sweetheart, listen to Mommy,” I said again, trying to be gentler. “Mommy Sabrina can’t meet you right now. She needs to rest so she can get better.”
Charlie shook her head vigorously, her face reddening from crying too long. “I want Mommy Sabrina!” she said again, her voice almost hoarse.
Seeing her like that, my heart ached even more. I knew how deep her love and hope for Sabrina were. I struggled to hold back tears, praying that I could provide solace even though I felt fragile myself.
“Charlie,” I said, trying to affirm, “Mommy Sabrina wants you to be healthy and happy. She would be glad to hear that you love her.”
I hoped my words might slightly redirect her attention and help her understand that all of this was for Sabrina’s good.
“But, Mommy…” Charlie’s words were interrupted.
I took a deep breath, trying to regain control. “Okay, sweetheart. But now we need to calm down, alright? Your knee hurts again from falling earlier. Mommy will take you back to the examination room so the doctor can check your injury.”
Redirecting Charlie’s attention became a priority. I extended my hand, inviting her to stand. Even though tears were still on her face, I could see a glimmer of hope in her eyes when she realized we would get care for her injury.
Charlie was still crying, but she no longer struggled. I carried her back to the waiting area, feeling both physically and emotionally exhausted. As I stroked her hair, I tried to organize my thoughts. This couldn’t continue. Sabrina was always a shadow threatening my position as Charlie’s mother, and I wouldn’t let that happen.
Every passing second felt heavier. Jealousy and uncertainty continued to envelop me, making me question my role in Charlie’s life. Am I enough for her?
I tried to focus on Charlie, calming her restless heart. “Mommy’s here, sweetheart,” I whispered, trying to affirm my presence.
I knew, for both our sakes, I needed to take a firm stand. Nothing was more important to Charlie than receiving the love and attention she needed, and I was determined to be the primary figure in her life.
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s we sat back down, I looked at Charlie’s tear–streaked face. Frustration enveloped me, but I knew I had to remain calm. Sabrina might be in this hospital due to her worsening condition, but that didn’t mean I would let Charlie go back to her. Not now, not ever.
I worked to calm myself, focusing on Charlie’s needs. She needed her mother right now, and I was determined not to let Sabrina’s shadow disrupt our relationship. Every second felt precious, and I knew I had to make difficult decisions to protect us both
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Slowly, I wiped the remaining tears from Weeks, trying to give her a confident smile. “We’ll get thro
this together, sweetheart,” I said to myself, even though an inner battle raged within me.
“Charlie, Mommy loves you. Mommy will always be here for you,” I said softly while wiping her tears away.
She didn’t respond, just hugged me tightly while sobbing quietly. Even though my heart ached to see her so sad, I
was determined to maintain my position in her life.
With each hug, I felt stronger. The anxiety and insecurity that clouded my thoughts began to fade. I knew, as her mother, my responsibility was to protect her and provide the love she needed.
I would be the mother she needed, the mother she loved, and I would not give up even though Sabrina was around,
I tried to calm Charlie, who was still whining to meet Sabrina. Her cries made several people in the waiting room. glance our way. A sense of embarrassment began to creep in, but I tried not to pay attention.
Every second felt like a struggle, and I knew I had to find a way to redirect Charlie’s attention. Gently, I held her tighter, trying to provide the sense of safety she needed.
Inside me, my resolve was strengthening. No matter how difficult this situation was, I would fight for the love and attention that belonged to Charlie. She was everything to me, and I would not let anyone ruin our bond.
I felt a surge of mixed emotions in my chest. Part of me wanted to be angry, but another side felt weary of this situation. Why did Sabrina always have to be the center of Charlie’s attention? Why did that name keep spilling from her little lips, even at times like this?
Each time Charlie mentioned her name, my heart felt more and more torn. Jealousy and unfairness enveloped my thoughts. On one hand, I knew that Sabrina was part of Charlie’s past, but on the other hand, I wanted to be the only one remembered and loved.
I tried to control my feelings, focusing on Charlie, who was still crying in my arms. He needed calmness, and I had to be the support he needed, even though a storm raged in my heart.
My desire to protect and love Charlie only strengthened my resolve. I wouldn’t let Sabrina’s shadow threaten my position. Right now, I was his mother, and I would fight to maintain my place in his heart.
“Charlie, dear, enough. Mommy already said we can’t see Mommy Sabrina right now,” I said, gently stroking his soft hair.
But Charlie wouldn’t listen. He continued to cry, holding me tightly while repeating the same request. “I want Mommy Sabrina… I want Mommy Sabrina…”
Every word that came from his mouth felt like a knife stabbing my heart. The pain and frustration mingled, making me feel even more trapped in a difficult situation. Charlie’s tears flowed, and I knew he missed the figure who had once been in his life.
I tried to remain calm, even though my heart was in turmoil. In my mind, I was determined to show that I was the mother he needed. Even though Sabrina’s presence haunted me, I had to be the soothing voice and protector for Charlie.
Patiently, I kept stroking his hair, trying to soothe his cries. I knew this was a long struggle, but I wouldn’t give up. My love for Charlie was greater than any fears that troubled my mind.
