Last night, I had a very sudden and CRAZY bout of nausea and had to lay on the couch after wretching for a good 5 minutes. Mal came and quietly laid on top of me (but not on my stomach) watching TreeHouse. The warmth of her body and sheer exhuastion made me fall asleep. When I woke, about 20 minutes later, the nausea was gone.
The second I opened my eyes:
Mal: Mama, you okay? You sick?
Mama: I'm fine, baby. Mama's tummy is all better. Thank you for helping me get all better.
Mal: I make you all better?
Mama: Sure did.
Mal: (clearly perplexed by this) But, Mama, I not a doctor!
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Oh kiddo if you only really knew how good for me you ARE!
9 comments:
What a sweetheart!
Aren't kids the best. So resiliant and always ready to hug.
Oh! So sweet! What a wonderful little girl you have on your hands!
My little boy- after being asked if he wanted to be a doctor like his daddy replied "No, too risky".
Go figure!
Oh Mama, although I love that Malia is sweet through and through, you need to feel better!
Kiss that sweet baby girl for me!
deep love from our children really is the best medicine!
hope your feeling better mama!
Aw....What a sweetheart!! You & Mal are SO GOOD FOR EACH OTHER. ;o)
Their healing is much than a dr's huh???
She is so sweet!
Hugs are definately the best medicine.
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