The holiday weekend was not quite a holiday – my daughter seemed to get a little better, but it looks as though we are still not out of the woods. We are armed with antibotics, lots of juice boxes, and Backyardigans DVD’s (if I watch one more episode, I might go crazy!) for Gabrielle.
When I was a little girl, I remember never wanting to grow up because I didn’t know who would take of me like my mom when I was sick. The simple thought of it really scared me! I never imagined that I would be providing the same love and comfort for my own daughter, exactly the same as my own mother.
I wish I could take all her pain away. I wish I could take the illness and bottle it up and throw it far, far away.
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