This has upset me more than I ever imagined.
|"I miss Betty"|
She had to come to the vets with me as I had no-one to watch her. Neither of us witnessed them putting Betty to sleep. We had all walked into the vets together - Mummy, daughter and pooch...and then MC and I left alone, me just clutching a pile of tissues the vet had handed me along with a lead and Bettys precious collar.
MC asked me as we walked out the vets "What about Betty?"
I couldn't answer. I could barely see through the haze of tears, let alone speak.
MC asked me on the way home in the car "Where is Betty, Mummy?"
I told her that Betty was going on a long holiday.
"When will she be home?"
"She's not coming home sweetie, it's a special holiday" I sniffed.
When we got in the house I was a mess. I dearly wanted to be strong. To hide it from her, but I couldn't. MC just handed me tissues and kept saying "It's okay Mummy, Betty will be home soon".
Then she started playing with her Duplo bricks and built a tall tower.
"Look Mummy, I've built this tower. When Betty sees it she will come home".
Now she still builds towers all the time and places them in front of the picture I have of Betty in the lounge. She talks about Betty a lot and I really hope it stays that way as I do want MC to remember her. She even asked for a photo of her and Betty for her bedroom.
|Betty and MC - as seen on her bedside table|
MC has been sad, standing where Betty's bed once sat and asking where she is but she's not been upset about it as she doesn't really understand.
Although, somehow she knows whenever I look sad or get upset that I need a cuddle and to hear the words "I know...you miss Betty, Mummy" and then gives me a kiss and pats my back.
I think 2 year olds are far more switched on than we sometimes give them credit for.
I'm so thankful for my beautiful girl and how caring she is. I couldn't have got through the last week without her.