“I tried. Every time I called, someone was standing beside me. Yesterday, your mom told me you’d complained that I was being too demanding.”
I stared at her.
“I never said that.”
“I know that now.”
She glanced at Miles.
“But after three days of barely sleeping, I started wondering whether you were disappointed in me.”
I embraced her gently.
“Natalie, listen to me. You and Miles are the most important people in my life. Nothing about this is your fault.”
Unable to speak, she rested against me while Miles slept between us.
The Conversation My Mother Never Expected
After settling Natalie and Miles comfortably, I confronted Beverly and Mallory in the living room. Mom stood by the kitchen counter; my sister held her phone.
“We need to talk,” I said.
Beverly sighed.
“I assume Natalie has been complaining.”
“She told me what happened.”
“She’s emotional, Wesley. New mothers often are.”
