you wake up with a burning headache, it’s some of the worst pain you’ve ever felt. Since you’re still only 4 years old, you begin crying and writhing about. Your mother hears this, so runs into your room

“Oh, my prince!! What’s wrong?! Oh, my beautiful boy, it’s okay, it’s okay, momma’s here, mommy’s here… deep breaths… that’s a strong little man, tell mommy what’s wrong..”

she softly cradles you, brushing your hair and placing little kisses along your hands