I don’t love waking up all night long. Susannah’s at an interesting stage where some nights, she sleeps from 6:30 pm straight through until 6:00 am. But other nights, she wakes at midnight… and 2:00… and 4:00… more or less. She’s easy to get back to sleep; she just wants a sip of water from her canteen and to be covered back up with her blankets. But last night I was thinking about something interesting when Susannah woke up around 10:00 pm.
When she wakes up, she’s alone in her bed. The room is dark (unless she has turned on her Twilight Turtle). She doesn’t know what time it is. She doesn’t know where everyone else is.
Yet she calls out with perfect faith, perfect confidence. “Mama! I need a sip a wa-tuh!” She cries out my name knowing that I hear her. She tells me what she needs trusting that I will provide it.
Every great once in a while, her faith wavers. I don’t know why – maybe she has a bad dream? Maybe she’s not feeling well? But sometimes, rarely, her voice quivers and she calls out, “Mommy? Can you hear me? Mommy? Where ah you?”
She’s the same kid, in the same room, with the same Mama right across the same hall. But some nights, it’s just harder for her to know that I’ve heard her.