The holidays came and went, but unfortunately we received something we didn't want from the Christmas celebrations. My poor boy caught the nasty cold/flu virus going around. I can honestly say that having your child sick is such an emotional thing (well at least for me). He struggled so much to breathe and with that, not only was he not sleeping but I was terrified to sleep even when he was, for fear he would stop breathing. It took 3.5 weeks to get over his sickness. Thank goodness he is finally better.
As soon as he was doing well it was his 2month doctor check and those shots were something that broke my heart even more. To see his sad little face as he was in pain I wanted to cry. I've never heard such a sad cry in my entire life. It's as if he was speaking to me saying "mom I trusted you to take care if me and now your letting this nurse hurt me :(..) my poor boy. The mild fever and discomfort for the next few days stunk too. I sure love taking care of him though. Even when he feels awful he still smiles at his mommy and I know right then and there that I have the greatest job in the world. Being his mom even when he's crying, not sleeping, or fussy. He's the greatest gift!
