Normal Moments. I think.
Normal Moments. I think. (orig. published 3.7.11)
I wonder when (or if) that worried feeling ever goes away even when your child has a cold and a cough. Cayleigh Jean is horribly sick with a cold and a terrible cough. I find myself pausing the TV or shushing Colson so I can hear what "type" of cough she has. What did it sound like? How long did it last? Is it whooping cough? Googling sounds... no, I don't think so. Last time she coughed like this I brought her into bed with me so I could listen to her breathe all night. Too much? I'm not sure. As a new-ish parent of a differently-abled son and a lunatic daughter, I worry. A LOT. I learn. A LOT. I love. A LOT. I'm not sure if the worry will ever subside. Some say even when they are out of the house, I will worry about who they are with, are they being safe and what they are up to. I suppose that just comes with the territory. I suppose the more you worry, the more you love them. And I certainly do love the Tiny's. A LOT.
Come on spring!
Much love.
"Your mind will worry about the long journey ahead. All we need to remember is to cross one bridge at a time and have faith in every footstep. HOPELights♥"
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