Sometimes I think it is good that my son gets sick. He is 15 months now, and he is sick. He has pinkeye which isn't terrible, but he looked really bad last night - his eyes all crusted over. It just made my heart skip a beat. It made my motherly instincts kick in - trying to comfort him etc. I thought about just sleeping on the floor in his room to be near him if he needed me. I decided against that for I knew if he cried, I would be at his side in a second.
This morning I went into his room at 7am and he was standing up in his crib and gave me the biggest smile! And, his eyes were open - just a little crusty. I just got the biggest rush of love for him. I do love him.
I now have a sore throat - is it from him - I don't know? It doesn't matter, I still love him.
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