Sometimes we end up guilty because we imagine that our bubs are much sadder than they actually are.
That right there is my problem I think. I'm sitting out here picturing her in there upset, wondering why I have left her, why I walked out of the room, and when am I coming back. I imagine all these horrible thoughts going through her head and her being extremely upset.

Of course, she is probably just asleep and completely over it. Or at least that's what I hope and pray is the case.