A Day in the Life of Saanvi

Friends. Family. My doods. I love both of my moms very much. They make sure I am fed, keep my butt clean even though I loathe diaper changes, play with me, and make sure I’m clothed when it’s necessary. My moms are the best. I know for sure that my Mama loves me. I thought my Mom loved me too until today. Now, I just don’t know.

My Mom is playing this like it is not a big deal. Help a girl out friends. Am I overreacting? Do I have a right to feel wronged by my Mom? The other adult that I put all my trust into to make sure I get taken care of…

I love going to the grocery store. My Mama always needs my help in remembering what we need to get. After we finish, my Mama always stops to win me rubber duckies from the big glass box. I love these duckies. I don’t care that I have like 100, there’s room for more.

Today, I took my Mom to the grocery store. My Mom is super forgetful so she definitely needed my help. For a moment, I was glad I went. She nearly forgot the milk! If I wasn’t there to remind her, we wouldn’t have had any milk. That’s never a good thing. Mama told her that after grocery shopping, she has to stop at the big glass box with the claw and win some rubber duckies.

With the milk exception, grocery shopping went smooth. Mom paid for the stuff, and we walked out to where the duckies are. I was excited! Mom remembered! Mom just stood there for a while messing with the box, but nothing happened. Finally, Mom said that she forgot to grab cash and the card reader wasn’t working? So it was time to go.

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Friends. Family. My doods. I don’t understand why we stopped at the box and she didn’t even try to get me duckies. I feel like the cash and card excuses are just because she didn’t want to do it. I mean what is cash and what are card readers? Sounds made up. I was so mad at Mom. I turned sideways in the cart and refused to look at her. I went into my carseat without a fight, but ignored my Mom the whole time. I gave her the silent treatment all the way home. How dare she not try win me any duckies?

When we got home, I still gave her the silent treatment. She needs to understand that it is not okay. Even Mama tried telling her you can’t do that. Duckies are life friends.

How do I go on trusting that my Mom has my best interests in mind if she doesn’t even care enough to win duckies for me?? See, I am not overreacting. Mom is just plain wrong here. I hope your loved ones treat you better my friends.