Today I stayed home from work with you because you've been sick all week. We're pretty sure it was a mild case of hand, foot, and mouth virus (no fun). It's nice to get to spend some extra time with you, but a wee bit stressful trying to do work from the kitchen table as much as possible while keeping you happy.
This morning I called the dentist about some unexpected bills we received, and I was not happy at all about the outcome of the phone call. When I got off the phone, I burst into tears of anger and frustration. In the past when I've cried, you've not seemed to notice. But today you did. It caught me off guard.
You looked up from playing across the room, paused, and said, "Mommy sad."
I said, "Yes, honey, Mommy is sad, but it will be ok."
"Mommy crying. Mommy sad. Mommy crying."
I kneeled down on the floor and you came over to me and just stared into my eyes with concern. I asked for a hug and you walked into my arms and laid your little head on my shoulder without a complaint. Then we sat in the chair together, me crying and you hugging me, for a couple minutes, and you stayed there without moving a muscle until I let the hug go.
Then you looked up at me and just stared at me again with a concerned look in your eyes. I wiped my tears away and placed you in the chair next to me and told you I was done crying and it was ok. You replied, "Mommy all better. Mommy all better." Then you shook your head "no" and said "Mommy cry again." I said, "No, sweetie, Mommy's not going to cry again."
Oh how you warmed my heart today little boy. Thank you for your hug and compassion.