My hair is plastered to my head with sweat from the on and off fever and chills, my eyes are bloodshot have have dark, huge bags, packed for a very long trip, under them. My nose is not only red and swollen, but drippy and occasionally bloody. My ears are clogged. My face is broken out like a raging hormonal teenager. I haven't shaved my legs in a week. I have a black, curly, old lady hair growing out of my chin, that I just don't have the energy to pluck.
My daughter just came up to me and hugged and and told me...
"Mommy, you look so beautiful! I love you!"
Only in her eyes....
****EDIT****
45 minutes straight at the dinner table and she is still giggling and still in awe at how I can "got your nose!" off her face and make it wiggle in between my fingers just like my thumb can do. She really thinks it's her nose. She makes me giggle.
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6 comments:
Sometimes, I think these are the moments that keep us from killing our young!!!
Her eyes are the only ones that matter.
Sure hope you start feeling human soon. Can't be fun!
Oh even when we feel like crap our kids can make us smile. ;)
Get better soon lady!!
Stopped back by to see if you were feeling any better. Guess my answer is 'not so much'. Hope you feel better soon.
It was worth bagging on the zoo adventure to stay home and attempt recovery. Plus either I would've looked like some hospice worker taking you to the zoo, or a reaaaaalllly good friend.
And it's soo worth all the smiles and hugs we get. Bank them. Teenagers just thwap you hard on the back like a football coach and say "good morrow" to you as they vacate the premesis for bed.
Aw how sweet of her :)
I hope you get to feeling better soon and those lil Jabba the Hut bastards find themselves homeless soon!
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