My two youngest babies were sick this weekend. Both of my girls were down and out, not eating and bedridden with a fever, and all I could do was to try and feed them often and snuggle with them, in the hopes that I could hug the fever away.
I feel so helpless when any of my children are sick. Though technically prepared to deal with sick folks, my heart breaks nonetheless, most especially if it's one of my own.
I am eternally grateful, however, that this winter has been kind to us. If you recall, two years ago, we battled with both the regular and stomach flu non-stop, with each child taking their turn, one at a time. This year, the sickness has been few and far between. Both girls, I can report, are back to their active selves today.
Forced to stay home this holiday weekend, I caught up with some knitting for R's own baby.
Another Little Kina, this time in pink, knit with size 6 needles, which made for a great fit for R's American Girl doll.
R picked out a vintage button I've had in my stash for a while.
And here, my now-well daughter, so happy to have something hand knit for her own baby.
It's amazing how these small things can put such a great big smile on a little girl's face. I wish I could have bottled up the moment, to open in the future when she is a teenager and won't be so easy to please. (or so this is what my girlfriends with teenage girls tell me, anyway)
I hope that you all are having a peaceful night, taking care of your babies. Though mine are now well, I'm taking the opportunity to jump in and spend the night with R and her baby in her little sweater.