Yesterday I wrote a little something to Rocky for Father’s Day. I was in the middle of posting the link here, and was interrupted by Damian waking up. He had a runny nose earlier in the day, but we didn’t think much of it. He woke because he was having trouble breathing, sometimes gasping for air. I started to panic & tried to think of what I should do first for my sick little man. Then I saw Rocky come out of our bedroom on a mission. Although he had been sleeping, he immediately went to work. Before I knew it, he had the suction tube, the vaporizer, the baby rub. I got to cuddle & rock Damian while his Daddy took care of making us comfortable.
Within a few moments I was holding a sleeping baby & feeling so thankful for the man I married seven years ago.
This rainy morning Damian is doing just fine. His little puppy eyes are a little droopy but he is still walking around & getting into mischief like his usual self.
I know he’ll never really know all of the things his Daddy does to “make us more comfortable,”
but I truly hope he & Kevin will grow into men just like him.
Here are some photographs that I treasure from the past couple months:
I’ve been trying to cherish the moments I have with my family. I always take pictures of them, but until recently, I haven’t revisited them enough. I started (my third!) Blogger blog & I’m hoping this one sticks! It’s nice to have a little place to celebrate my little family & the sweetness in life. You can check it out at http://sweetthreads.blogspot.com/ â™¥