Yes, mom and baby are sick, well actually baby is getting better. I am glad he is getting better because at least I know how to blow my nose and I don’t have to nurse for food. I can blow my nose, cough, complain, and step into a warm shower when I need to. But Max depends on us to know what he needs. Thank goodness my hubby and I are good at listening to his needs. My hubby is good in general at figuring out what a person needs. This is one of the qaulities I love about him.
Strange enough..two nights ago, as I was bathing Max, I said to myself..
”Please let me take this cold away from Max and just give it to me” an I put my hands on his belly and breathed a strong momma bear breath and then..I woke up at 2 am with a stuffed nose and a sore throat. Coincidence, we think not.
I am happy he is not sick because I feel like crap and so he must have been so sick. He is such a trooper.
Well Max is saying..yyaaahhhh, which means I am done and you have one minute until I lose it. Gotta run.
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