My thoughts get the best of me when one of my children are not well. I actually start to panic inside and I dread these moments. A cold will hit our house and I lay awake in our bed and try to listen to the sounds of their breaths, my stomach stays in knots and I worry about them. I suddenly feel the overwhelming urge to get up out of bed and walk the hallway so I can stand at their doorways and listen to the in and outs of their breaths, when I am able to hear them it comforts me.
When Gage almost lost his life in the hospital my panic and fears got worse, I know now how fast everything you live for can be taken away. I saw it happen right before my very own eyes. My hands and my body shook and I knew then what it would feel like, and I didn't like it.
I sometimes think how I feel isn't healthy, I worry about things out of my control, I worry about strangers trying to snatch my life away and I hang on to their little hands even tighter, I won't let Sloan ride the bus because their aren't seat belts and what if it crashes?, I worry, and worry and worry.
Bubbles are to be blown and are to be watched as they float into the sky they aren't supposed to be lived in.
My thoughts get the best of me when one of my children are not well. I actually start to panic inside and I dread these moments. A cold will hit our house and I lay awake in our bed and try to listen to the sounds of their breaths, my stomach stays in knots and I worry about them. I suddenly feel the overwhelming urge to get up out of bed and walk the hallway so I can stand at their doorways and listen to the in and outs of their breaths, when I am able to hear them it comforts me.
When Gage almost lost his life in the hospital my panic and fears got worse, I know now how fast everything you live for can be taken away. I saw it happen right before my very own eyes. My hands and my body shook and I knew then what it would feel like, and I didn't like it.
I sometimes think how I feel isn't healthy, I worry about things out of my control, I worry about strangers trying to snatch my life away and I hang on to their little hands even tighter, I won't let Sloan ride the bus because their aren't seat belts and what if it crashes?, I worry, and worry and worry.
Bubbles are to be blown and are to be watched as they float into the sky they aren't supposed to be lived in.