One of the saddest things in the world is seeing your 13 month old trying to figure out why the contents of his stomach are leaving his body via his mouth. It's especially sad when it's 3am.
What would you like to know? I'm 37, I (sort of) stay at home with my kids of whom I have three. My girls are 8 and 6 while the boy is 3. My husband brings me coffee in bed almost every morning, which just about makes him the best husband ever. Once, a long long time ago, I was an underpaid, extremely hard working elementary school teacher. Now, not only I am the teacher, but the nurse, janitor, secretary, principal and lunch lady. I'm just trying to figure out how to be a good mom, model the love of Jesus, and keep my house clean. I'll take all the help I can get.
2 comments:
Ohh, that is very, very sad. So sorry to hear about that, Fanny.
I hope you are all feeling better soon.
I'm sad for you. And him.
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