A friend of mine posted this article on Facebook. And I'm glad she did. It came at I time where I really needed it. For the past week and a half Leah has been pretty sick. Sicker then she has been in a while. It started with a cough and runny nose, and escalated to a really bad cough, snot everywhere, and a double ear infection. And, since it's impossible to stay healthy when someone coughs directly in your face, I caught it too. We got a prescription for antibiotics for her ears and were told to give her some Advil or Tylenol to help with the pain, and Benedryl at night to help her cough so she could sleep. So I have a sleep deprived, drugged up, sick 2 year old, needless to say, she hasn't been herself lately. This past weekend was especially tough. She seemed to go bipolar on us. One minute she'd be happy and laughing and the next she'd be screaming and crying for me to leave her alone. After a two hour nap on friday (the first nap she'd taken all week) I went to get her thinking she'd be in a better mood. Boy was I wrong. She sat up in her bed and screamed, for 30 mins, at the top of her lungs for me not to talk to her. Then Saturday wasn't any better, she was a ticking time bomb. There was no rhyme or reason to what would set her off. Nick and I were held prisoner to this tiny little person. And Sunday was the same thing. Sunday night when we were putting her to bed, Nick was saying prayer and said something along the lines of "please help Leah with whatever is ailing her", I couldn't help myself and I burst out laughing, because at this point I felt like we needed an exorcism instead of a prayer. Being 7 months pregnant and sick myself, my laughing quickly turned to crying. Poor Leah was laying in her bed looking at me like I was crazy, and she asks in her sweet little voice "why are you sad mommy?" Nick told her that I wasn't feeling good and that when she doesn't listen to us it makes us sad. She proceeded to get up out of bed and give me a hug while I cried. After a minute or so she pulled back and looked at me and said "are you better now mommy?" And I was, a little bit at least. It's amazing the spectrum of emotions that such a tiny little person can evoke in you. So after a week of seemingly endless Chronos moments, that was my Kairos moment (read the article and you'll know what I'm talking about). Monday afternoon we seemed to turn a corner. Her emotions are still a little fragile, but we're doing much better :)
