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But honestly, a part of me was a little jealous that my son couldn’t wait to get away from me and spend time with other people. Still, I never held it against him. I loved that he was in a safe space that he couldn’t wait to go to.
But then, on one random Monday morning, everything changed.
A scream — a real one! The kind that makes your chest lock up. I dropped my mug, shattering it, and ran upstairs two steps at a time!
Johnny was curled up in the corner of his room, clutching his blanket with both hands, his face red and soaked with tears.
I knelt fast, heart pounding as I looked him over.
“What happened, baby? Are you hurt? We need to get ready to leave for daycare, my love.”
He looked up at me with huge, panicked eyes and cried out, “No, Mommy, no!
Don’t make me go!”
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