My sweet little Parker boy is sick. I was up with him most of the night because he just wanted to be held. Even though he was so sick, he still looked up at me with his big, blue puppy dog eyes and smiled and touched my face while I rocked him. It made me cry. He just wanted his mama and even though I was so exhausted, I was okay with that.
His cough is so sad. It sounds deep and painful.
I am constantly wiping his nose, before it drips into his mouth, and he hates it!
And he had his first fever last night-- 100.8.
But he still manages to have a smile on his face most of the time. I wish I were as tough as him.
I love you Parker. I'm going to make you all better don't worry. I'm taking as much vitamin C and immune builders as I can to give it to you through my milk.
Get well soon... very soon please, so we can play again like this: