Sure Thing

𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘛𝘸𝘰 - 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘣𝘺

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I wake up feeling like I'm in a dream.

My walk is staggered, my sight blurry and only one thing is on my mind.

My baby.

My eyes flick to the bassinet in the corner of my room, the small green t-rex teddy peaking out. I had gotten the boys matching, Lucas or as I had known him 'baby b' had a blue diplodocus waiting.

Milo was my little green t-rex. He kicked the most so it was only fitting he got the scarier dinosaur.

My chest tightens so I quicken my pace towards it while rubbing my eyes. My hands reach the edge and I smile ready to see his peaceful face, to wake him up for the day.

Only he's not there.

I frown utterly confused because where is my baby? Why isn't he sleeping? My hearing is muffled as I mutter to myself, ripping apart the sheets and bedding. I even flip the thin mattress it comes with as I begin to become frantic with my search. Searching for the little body I know should be here, right now.

He should be here.

I hear myself call his name, "Milo."

My eyes are watering, hands shaking and the thump in my throat feels like a hand restricting my air, wrapping itself around my throat.

Why is he not here?

I call his name again and again. I can hear his cry.

I can hear him crying out for me, why can't I find him?

Mommy is coming. I promise.

My throat constricts and I can't breathe. God not now, why do they always have to happen in the worst times?

I close my eyes focusing on each breath I shakily inhale, forcing my body to co-operate and be human for once. Not now I need to find my baby.

I gasp for air as my eyes shoot open.

I find myself at Milo's bassinet.

I stare at the messed up sheets and the teddy on the floor by my feet.

I feel my body reacting.

"Fuck." I mutter squeezing my eyes shut. The tears still trickle out and my heart still feels like it's being torn in two. I did it again, half asleep and needing my baby. Half asleep and thinking that I have a baby to check on. I don't.