When Ana went into the living room, she broke down and everything just started coming out. She had bottled her emotions to get her through everything and now she just couldn't take it.
Raymond had come in and put Phoebe in her bouncer and sat down. "Mom, don't blame him alright. It was my fault, but I think he needs you more than ever right now. Talk to him calmly. I know that you are angry with both him and me, but he loves you." Ana nodded as she wiped away the tears. "Your right, how is it that my own son knows exactly what to say?" She laughed. Raymond laughed, "Its a gift." He said shrugging his shoulders.
So after their heart to heart, she went into the kitchen as she wiped away more tears. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be like this. But, I don't know how to help you. You should have let other people go and do that, knowing your condition, and ever since we've came home. Everything seems different." She sighed as some remaining tears came down her face.