Sick day.

No parent wants their child to feel lousy.  Jack is sick and there is nothing I can do to fix it. So naturally, after he threw up in my bed, I cleaned him up, gave myself two minutes, hid in a corner and cried.  Sometimes being a parent is just overwhelming and a secret two minute sob fest/pity party is completely 100% necessary and appropriate. 

The selfishly enjoyable part of having a sick toddler is how snugly they become. Jack wants to be wrapped in my arms as much as possible. For a child who can be rather stingy with affection, I eat this up. 

Of course, I would give it all up for him to feel like his rambunctious self again. But, for now, it’s a day of cold compresses, Sprout TV and mommy snuggles. 

With love from Detroit,

Callie