My darling bubba was sick Monday night until this morning. We were up from 1-4:30 am comforting her and her sweet sweet papa was up too, despite the fact he had a very busy day at work ahead of him. Frankie has such a calm rational approach to helping Maya when she's ill and I on the other hand, always overwhelm myself with worry and worst-case scenario's playing in my head over and over again. AND I go out of my way to try and make it all my fault. I really need to work on this and lucky me I have Frankie to learn from.
Love, cuddles and tylenol did the trick and our Maya is bursting with fruit flavour once again.
