She was there, my little baby, with hot burning body, swollen eyes, and some tears too.
One look at her makes my heart painful.
She kept clinging on to me, even when she’s asleep.
She would roll over and rest her head on my lap.
I tried to put her down, on her own pillow but she refused.
So, I asked her, not sure whether she could hear, “Mummy put you down, ok?”
“No” was her only answer.
“Why?” I continued.
“Because I love your lap.”
“Do you love me or do you love my lap?”
“I love mummy and mummy’s lap.” Yes, she could hear me and yes, she could answer and she could even make me smile, this little sick baby of mine.
Waking up when everybody was sound asleep has paid off after all but tonight will be another sleepless night for me.
PS: Thank you for all your well wishes. They, my little ones, have not recovered but I’m going to stay strong to take care of them and I’m going to stay strong to update my blog and to visit yours later. Give me some strength, will you?