It's been a rough couple of weeks over here.
Stomach bugs, croup, sniffly noses. On one kid it's fine, but add in two more,
and the parents, and we are just a big sack of sorries.
It's the one drawback to my favorite season. School starts and the germs seem to grow exponentially.
I usually roll with it fairly well, but I got taken down yesterday. It was like a 24 hour sucker punch. The good news (for me) is that my husband has the week off, so I could recoup without sticking the littles in front of the television for 8 straight hours.
Lute came to my side four or five times and quietly said,
"Mama, is there anything I can do for you?" or
"I'll pray you get better, ok?" and
"Mama, I'm sorry you don't feel well."
My compassionate little four year old; he made my day a little brighter.
As evening came, I felt more like myself and sat down with the boys while they ate dinner.
Lute looked at me with a smile and said,
"Are you better now?"
"I think so, buddy."
"Ok, so you're not gonna throw up on me or anything?"
Compassion and a little self-concern.
Can't blame him, I guess. :)
so sorry you've been sick!! awful for mamas:(
ReplyDeletehooray for your compassionate kiddo;)
xo
praying you're 100% well soon!
thank you, dearie :) things are looking up today!
ReplyDeleteAw sweet boy :) Glad you're feeling better!
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