Thanks. I'll never forget the last time i nursed Q. I thought I had a whole night before they put me on my medication, but as soon as I finished the nurse came in the pill.
It broke my heart, i wanted to commit that last time to memory, but i had been distracted, talking to H. At least i knew it was coming but it came too soon.
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Well super. Have cried twice already today and it's 10:15. I watched my Grey's Anatomy playback. I have my u/s later today, so I can count on my third cry then.
I think I have not hopped in bed and snuggled my oldest little baby boy since we got bunk beds in the boys' room. He was 6, now he's 7.5. Now I'm thinking about climbing in with him tonight. He'll love it.
Yesterday, he got a bad cut on his eye, was bleeding, and nearly broke his glasses at recess. He knew I happened to be working lunch duty that day, so the nurse brought him to me. Bless his heart, I think he just wanted a few minutes to snuggle me. We sat on a bench where no one was around and I held him on my lap and we chatted for 10 minutes. I got to kiss his head and hug him. I'm feeling so blessed he let me, but he's a sweetie pie.
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This is so sweet. It is true that we take things for granted and don't notice until it's too late. I will definately pay more attention and savour all the little moments with A.
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Thanks. I'll never forget the last time i nursed Q. I thought I had a whole night before they put me on my medication, but as soon as I finished the nurse came in the pill.
It broke my heart, i wanted to commit that last time to memory, but i had been distracted, talking to H. At least i knew it was coming but it came too soon.
"What did my fingers do before they held you? What did my heart do with it's love?"
Well super. Have cried twice already today and it's 10:15. I watched my Grey's Anatomy playback. I have my u/s later today, so I can count on my third cry then.
I think I have not hopped in bed and snuggled my oldest little baby boy since we got bunk beds in the boys' room. He was 6, now he's 7.5. Now I'm thinking about climbing in with him tonight. He'll love it.
Yesterday, he got a bad cut on his eye, was bleeding, and nearly broke his glasses at recess. He knew I happened to be working lunch duty that day, so the nurse brought him to me. Bless his heart, I think he just wanted a few minutes to snuggle me. We sat on a bench where no one was around and I held him on my lap and we chatted for 10 minutes. I got to kiss his head and hug him. I'm feeling so blessed he let me, but he's a sweetie pie.