Mommy's Day

It's been a rough weekend - I'm so thankful for that!

Friday night, Thomas slept maybe 2 hours... coughing, coughing, coughing. Judson tried to take him to the doctor's office, but they apparently stopped their Saturday hours in May. He seemed chipper enough, so we thought it could wait until Monday.

So Judson and the kids picked me up from work to take me south for Mother's Day weekend. Judson's body, however, had other plans and he ended up going home. Veronica could not be deterred from seeing her extended family as promised, so I drove them down myself.

Then hit Saturday night... about 10pm, after the kiddos had been sleeping a few hours. Thomas woke with a horrible scream. His ear was hurting. Of course, all he wanted was Daddy because the person who is NOT there surely has the solution. He denied the grandparents and I was a suitable choice. His poor little body was burning up. We tried to snuggle in my bed for a while. He moan and toss and cry... then, he'd stop for a moment, look at me sweetly, and say, "You're the best Mommy in the whole world. I love you, Mommy." He'd go back to moaning, then stop, "You're my snuggly princess." On and on it went until he finally slept (after a 1 am showing of Curious George). He got about 2 hours in. I took him to urgent care, he pretended he was Spiderman and spun webs around me in the where he was a champ diagnosed with a middle ear infection.

Veronica was a big help through it all. She made sure Grandma, Pa, Uncle Danny, and Uncle Thad didn't feel slighted by Thomas only wanting Mommy. She devoted her whole attention to them.

I don't like my children to be sick - especially the painful, mieserable kind. But, it happens. And when it does, it's just another chance to connect, snuggle and be a mommy... Here's to a tiring, but happy Mother's Day, and what being a Mother is all about.