I am writing this post one handed. In my other arm is my sleeping baby. He caught a nasty virus shared with our household on behalf of his father via several sick first grade students. This has prompted the cleaning of many an outfit, sheet, blanket, and towel. The carpet and apolstery have all seen some extra scrubbing this week as well.
Mostly this week has been about comforting my little man as he lives his first experience with the world not being as it should. He moans in my arms not enjoying the things that generally make him smile. Today is my fifth day of caring for him in this way.
The first day was spent with my mind on all I should be doing but unable to because Riley has me pinned to the couch. Now, as much as want him to feel better, and I desperately want him to feel better; I am enjoying his snuggles.
As I said, this world is truly not as it should be. Today I was on my way to the memorial service of a former co-worker who lost her battle with cancer. My son needed me when I was about to leave. I was unable to go but I hold my child a little tighter knowing this time isn't permanent. This precious time with the ones I love can be gone in a second.
She was a sweet spirited teacher. Her lesson to me today is love. Don't miss a chance to love.
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