I wake up the next morning to Cathy's cries on the baby monitor. I rush to her room, still groggy from staying awake almost the entire night.
"Hey beautiful, what's wrong?" I pick her up and hug her and rub her back. She settles down.
"Good morning, Princess. Sleep well?" I wish her again when she looks slightly more awake.
She shakes her head and rubs her eyes. “Had bad dreams..” She mumbles and is agitated and jumpy.
"Come on, let's go downstairs and wake daddy up. We can make up for the fight yesterday and then all three of us are gonna feel so much better." I look around the entire house with Cathy in my arms and Carl is nowhere to be found. His pillow is on the sofa in the living room. It looks like he has already left for work.
I go to the kitchen with Cathy in my arms and see
