« Someone’s happy to see me, » she would say.
Watching them together made it easier for me to leave for work.
I had worried constantly when my maternity leave ended.
I questioned whether anyone else would recognize his tired cry, remember which stuffed animal he needed for naps, or know that he hated peas unless they were mixed with potatoes.
Megan learned all of it within days.
Even my husband, Ryan, who trusted people more cautiously than I did, liked her.
« She’s good with him, » he said one evening as we watched a video she had sent of our son giggling while she rolled a ball across the floor.
« She’s a lifesaver, » I admitted.
Ryan smiled. « You finally stopped checking the baby monitor every ten minutes. »
« I check it every 20 minutes now. »
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