"The Love kick starts again"

On Monday, after my last exam (yuss!) I had lunch with an old co-worker. It was awesome to sit and chat and eat and drink.

Whilst I was sitting/chatting/eating/drinking with that friend, another friend, Erica, called me. I answered with the obvious "Hello". That was met with "I'm a bad friend! How did it go? I'm so sorry I forgot".

I love that my friends care enough to txt me or email me to wish me good luck for such things. And it's hilarious when they forget and answer the phone with "I'm a bad friend", when they are quite clearly the opposite.

I arranged to meet Erica once she'd finished work, so I could get a ride half way home and catch up with her and my G.D.



I met with Erica, and we headed to the Crèche to collect the cherub. She saw her Mum and beamed, and toddled towards her for cuddles. As usual she smiled when she saw me and reached out for a cuddle. When Erica handed her to me, she started to cry. This had never happened before. I was sad.

Erica went to get her lunch box and bag, and I held her. She cried and cried and ran to the baby gate as fast as she could. She held on to the bars of the gate, as if she were imprisoned - and as if I were the warden. Erica mentioned that maybe I had become unfamiliar to her, as it had been two weeks since I saw her last. This made me sad again. Oh - and guilt ridden.

We got in to the car, buckled her in, and set out on our way home. She screamed and cried for the entire twenty minute drive home. I had never seen her cry so much. Erica said it had happened a few other times when she was teething. I was sure it was because of me.

We arrived at Erica's and pulled in to the driveway. Erica un-buckled her from her seat. Aaliah snuggled in to her Mama, and the crying stopped. I guess sometimes, all a girl wants is her Mum.

We went inside, and it was almost as if someone had waived a magic wand, Aaliah was back to her normal happy self. She toddled straight over to me and climbed up and gave me a big hug and a kiss. Relief. She still loves me after all. They don't know it yet, but I am going to see them this weekend. Even if just for half an hour. I am not taking any risks at missing out on this...