Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Why I love my sick son

Braxton is sicker than a dog.  :(  He cannot keep even water down and I keep checking on him to make sure he isn't getting dehydrated.

About an hour ago, he threw up ... ALL OVER.  He started to cry.  It was actually my fault because I was laying by him and had I not been there he would have made it in time to the bucket.  He couldn't get up and over his mommy.

So, he started bawling and I was like ... "what's wrong, bud ... do you have a headache?"  "no. I'm so sorry about the mess I just made.  I can clean it up...."

It broke my little heart :(

I get him in the shower and he starts screaming that he has to throw up.  I go running in there ... He pukes in the bucket and then looks up at me, smiles and says ... "Thank you for holding the bucket for me, Mom.  You are my sweet Momma!"

Even though he is miserable ... I love knowing that he loves me. 

Hmmm.  I need to go kiss his cheeks off!!!

3 comments:

  1. Oh I hate throw-up sick, I've had two with fevers and on vacation to boot. Hope yours are better soon!

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  2. What a sweet little boy you have! Stories like this have got to make you excited for another boy! :)

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  3. Yay! You invited me:) Oh that is so sweet. Even when throwing up he is such a sweet son:) I am glad he is doing better and that you guys have moved away and into a better place. It sounds like your pregnancy is going fantastic and only less than three months to go! WooHoo! That would be sweet to get there but I have noticed it seems to go by quick doesn't it when you have other little ones to care for? That always helps:)

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Hello. I am Maria. Wife to David. Mother to Ayla, Braxton, Benjamin and baby-to-be. Daughter of Bruce, Greg and VeLoy - and of course my Heavenly Father :) Blogging has become one of my favorite things to do lately. I hope you enjoy!