Mommy just isn't Mommy

Mommy went away yesterday morning and I played with Geneva and Parker. When mommy came home in the afternoon she laid down on the couch and she's been there since. I tried to go love on her, but she was barracaded off by the coffee table and I couldn't get to her. It was very frustrating. Mommy's never not loved on me before. I don't think she feels very good. Daddy said she was in the hospital for a tonsillectomy. Maybe that's why she can't talk. She did come see me this morning at 5:30 when I woke up for a bottle. I was so happy to see her face when my bedroom door opened, I almost jumped out of my crib at her. She rocked me until Daddy came with a bottle and then went away. Now that I'm up for the day, she is still laying on the couch, but this time she gave me some love when I came downstairs and she has smiled at me a couple of times. She still isn't talking much, so maybe I'll have to do all the talking for her. I hope she feels better soon. I miss her playing with me. I guess I'll just have to pick on Brother and Daddy today.