In the midst of a whirlwind week, I got to be Mom again.
The call came just as I was about to head to bed at 7:45 on Wednesday. Three days and I was wiped out.
“Mom, I’m sick.”
She didn’t ask me to go riding to the rescue, but there was something in her voice. So, off I went to check this “sick kid” out.
Not sure if it was food poisoning or just a bug, but she was sick, sick, sick. When I got to her place one look and I knew she couldn’t stay there alone, so she came home with me.
When I left the house, I could barely keep my eyes open. But once she was home with me, things changed. For the first time in a long time, my baby girl needed me. So I held her and rocked her and told her it would be okay. And it was.
Today she’s back to normal. I’m glad she’s not sick anymore, but it was kind of nice being that Mom again.