I am a worrier, I always have been. I can literally make myself sick with worry. Having a baby just makes it stronger. The funny thing about my worry is that I will worry about the silliest thing one minute and not worry at all about a bigger issue the next. If it has to do with myself I tend not to worry, if anyone else is involved I am sick with worry. So when something is wrong with Mick I need action taken immediately. Which brings us to last week.
Kevin was about to leave for work and I was changing Mick out of his jammies when I noticed a rash around his mouth. What is that? So straight to Kevin we go, talking about how I need to get him in to see the doctor, did I do something wrong, is he allergic to something. So Kev and I are both looking at this rash that I am worried is spreading as we stare at it. I think that maybe if I clean it I can get a better look. Oh I got a better look, infact I cleaned it right off. It was jam from his breakfast. Jam.
Thank you Jesus!
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I can attest! Dang, I wasn't prepared for all the worry! One thing after another that you are fully responsible for. Phew! Love your jam story. Too cute.
ReplyDeleteOh, haha, sorry that's kinda funny. Jam! Who would have thought? I am a worrier too...gets the best of us! I think motherhood just makes it worse. I can't think about the days my son a teen, I think I will be one of those annoying moms that make him call me every hour haha.
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