Rare are the times that a Mom gets sick, especially a Mom with a child with Autism or any other special need. I slept from 10am-3pm yesterday, came up for air when my girlfriend dropped the boys off from school, staying awake long enough for Blue to be picked up by hus dad & crashed again, waking @ 7pm to see Tbear off to his Dad's & then...sleep...coughing, coughing, coughing & more sleep...
Day two of perfecting operation reclining Momster, chicken noodle soup, cough meds, my Razorback Snugglie & a Sean Connery movie fest.
The phone rang a a few seconds ago for me to hear an angelic soft voice on the other end singing:
Good moring, Moma beautiful, how was your night? Hope you are feeling better!!! I have a sore throat a little bit and I miss you, but Dad says you need some rest because you are bad sick so you rest & feel better & I'll come by & kiss you before we go to town. Love you Mom! Bye!
Nothing in any world could compare to the love given freely from any of my boy children...hard fought & sweetly won. :)
Love it! Feel better!
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ReplyDeleteLaughing! Thank you wunnerful women! You both made me smile hugely. I was coughing my lungs up a couple minutes ago & that exact phrase ran through my pea breain...but for the grace of God go I. :)
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