You’d gotten side tracked at work and hadn’t realized. You didn’t notice until a call from Sevika. You’d explained yourself and she just laughed, then you heard you daughter laugh with her in the background.

You stayed on the phone during the short drive home. Just talking with her. She sounded a bit tired.

“Hey love, I’m making your favorite for dinner. Babygirls helping too.” she smiled into the phone, your daughter on her hip.

“Yep, she’s been fed. A bit fussy too.” She said softly, setting the phone down to stir the pasta.