Until…our babysitter picked up the phone and called me. At first, I was scared. She rarely calls me at work. Hearing the crying didn’t help matters. After she explained the problem, she put Sophie on the phone.
Sophie doesn’t yet really understand the phone. But she certainly recognizes my voice. And I started to talk to her. I couldn’t physically hug her, but I started to soothe her with my words, and yes, my horrendous singing. I tried to do it as softly as possible, since my office door was open and I didn’t want to scare my colleagues.
Lo and behold, after a few minutes of mommying, there was silence at the other end of the line. Beautiful, beautiful silence. I honestly think this is the first time I managed to calm one of my children over the phone. I was happy and proud. And for the rest of the afternoon, I had “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” ringing in my head.