One of the hardest things about loving someone is sometimes you can’t do anything when they’re in pain or suffering. While I’ve been away in HK, you and your mom have both gotten sick – nothing serious – just a bad cold/flu – but as any parent can attest, it’s tough to be taking care of someone else when you yourself need to be taken care of as well. Some would just call it unconditional love when you put someone else’s wellbeing in front of your own.
Every morning and night, I’ll either get an email or FaceTime from your mother updating me on the day and your conditions, and let’s just say the last time I saw those kinds of words from your mother was when she was bedridden for two days straight. Except this time, she’s running around taking you to nursery, cooking you chicken soup, or trying to make sure the dog can go out to potty. Poor thing.
Maybe it’s sympathy pains (the power of the mind!), but I’ve contracted a cold/flu myself these past couple of days. I have it easy compared to your mom – I get uninterrupted and quiet sleep in a hotel room, and I don’t have a screaming baby in my face (yes, you don’t do it often, but when you do, you can be very very loud). In any case, I can’t wait to get back to you guys even if we’re all suffering and sick because at least we’ll be in it together. Misery loves company.
Despite all this, you’re still developing very quickly into a little boy. It seemed like only yesterday (it probably was actually only yesterday) you knew 15 or so words and were content just using those. Now, you’re asking “what’s that” about EVERYTHING. Getting hard to keep up with you, but what I love most about these moments is how giddy you get when you say something new and we understand you.
Also amusing is the list of items that you refer to using a completely different word:
- Bible = “hao zhong” (very heavy) because well, it’s very heavy
- Stacker toy = “almost” because for a long time, you almost got the ring on the pole and we’d say “Almost!”
- Bacon = “wagaga”…I don’t have the slightest clue
See you both soon. Hang in there.
Last week was a tough week for everyone, as we were took turns passing the flu to each other. Per usual, it started with you. Once you were over it, your mom picked it up and then eventually it made its way to me.
I probably could’ve been a lot more sympathetic to your mother while she was sick, but since she was up and about, I thought she wasn’t feeling THAT bad. But someone’s got to keep the house going and she’s also the only one who can breastfeed you. It wasn’t until I got sick and felt like death that I realized how strong your mother was to carry on (rather than how pathetic I was). I was laid up in bed for two full days just sleeping around the clock!
Anyway, your mother wasn’t shy about giving me grief and poking fun at me when the tables were turned. She thinks she can confirm the man flu phenomena. I’m inclined to agree.