My 6-year-old son just called me; I guess he’s feeling a little upset, confused or unsure. He and his sisters are spending time with their father. When the phone rang I wasn’t able to get to it and before I could listen to the voicemail or call back I receive a text saying Andre wants to talk to me. I called posthaste and hear his sweet voice on the phone:
“Hi mommy, we went to see Grandma Steen in the hospital.”
Grandma Ernestine is his great grandmother.
“Oh, you did? Is she okay?”
“She’s going to be coming to daddy’s house.” I think that’s what he said… and he repeated it. Not too long ago Ernestine’s husband passed away.
“Trina is going to have a baby,” he says. Trina is his dad’s (my ex-husband’s) girlfriend.
“Trina is pregnant?”
“No, she’s going to have a baby.”
He was silent and I guess he was waiting for my reaction.
“Ohh… okay…” And then I changed the subject.
He says he wanted to talk to me ‘cause he missed me. Seems like there’s a lot going on over there and he needed to hear his mommy’s voice.
Me? Well, right now I’d like to hear my mommy’s voice too.