A few hours later, I was fully recovered. I wanted to change Henry, but Helga wouldn't let me use the bathroom as before, much less get near the tub, but promised me that she would let me change Henry. During the exchange, I didn't feel the anger or discomfort that I usually hear from other women who had children. Maybe becoming someone from the countryside instead of the city had made me a person with bigger problems, or perhaps it was just custom.
Like all newborns, Henry's biggest hobby was sleeping, so right after the bath, I let him sleep for a while. I would feed him later.
Staying in the room was getting tiring, and then I remembered the full moon. I didn't feel very alone when they happened, I had Henry in my belly, but it made me think of Helga and how she felt when Carl wasn't
