My littlest one is sick. Like her brother and sister before her, her favorite place to be when sick is sprawled across her mama. An interesting feature of me is that I'm a crappy nurse. Luckily, she doesn't seem to notice. I am her safe place.
And I'm trying. And I'm grateful that the big kids have school this morning so I can hold her for hours without the distraction of big kid conversation or expectations.
Praying that this passes quickly and that we move beyond the "licking surfaces of playgrounds" stage of development soon.