Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Sweet little heart

 
Sunday night
 
9:30 (ish) pm
 
We hear the unmistakable sound
 
 
the one of a child getting sick.
 
 
 
It was my Baby L.
 
 
 
Making a heinous mess in her crib.
 
 
Crying a pitiful cry.
 
 
Shaking with adrenaline.
 
 
 
Yesterday, she and I cuddled the day away.
 
 
 
She wouldn't stand,
 
 
 
and only wanted to be held.
 
I couldn't see her face as we cuddled,
 
and I wondered if she was asleep.
 
So, I held out my phone to take a camera of her face.
 
 
She wasn't sleeping after all.
 
 
But I did come away with one of the most heart-breaking pictures ever.
 
 
 
 
 
Oh my sweet heart.
 
 
 
 
P.S.  Please know that she started bouncing back last night, and is at 80% today.  Looking forward to 100% spit-fire tomorrow!

2 comments:

ememby.com said...

I choose to believe that God knew she'd get into a world of trouble today if He left her at full capacity. What a honey.

mrsmarkdave said...

That is a precious face. Safe in the arms of her mommy.