I clean up poop and spit-up, even mushy peas and carrots squished between little fingers. I kiss boo-boos and snuggle fussy babies. When I think one of them has a fever, I take their temperature incessantly and administer Tylenol and Motrin intermittently to get rid of it. In a word, I NURTURE.
Today I’m sick and I’m wondering who will take care of ME?
P.S. For the 2-3 people that read this blog, I have a computer virus so am trying to post from my Mac, which is so difficult. I’ll be back to daily blogs in another week or so. In the meantime, I’m writing and will post a bunch at once.