setting: at the doctor's clinic, a couple of weeks ago.
A mother who's son was suffering from a severe stomach pain was feeding him man2osheh b za3tar and soda.
A mother(?) was busy chatting with everyone while the maid was holding her baby girl the whole time. When the baby cries, the maid tries to soothe her, when she's hungry, the maid prepares the bottle and feeds her, when the baby nags, the maid talks and plays with her or takes her for a walk. The mother doesn't bother to even look at her baby or try to know what's wrong with her.
I wonder if the baby knows who her real mother is.