Today was a pitiful day for my Gigi. She caught a nasty cold a little while ago (and generously shared it with the rest of the family), and while we thought we had gotten the best of it, today was a down day for my little one.
There was no naptime and very little play time. But we had lots of snuggles. All she wanted to do was be held close to the breast with her lovey and pacifier.
One screaming bout of an attempted nap into the day, I knew my plans had gone out the window. My big lofty plans of laundry and cleaning the kitchen and making pasta for dinner, they were over. And you know what? That was a blessing. It would have been easy to look at a day spent snuggling in bed watching Netflix (the final season of White Collar did not disappoint!) was a wasted day, but I don’t see it that way.
Today my heart is full of gratitude for the day I was able to spend with my daughter, for the way that I was able to comfort and soothe her, for the chance to be able to be the one to be there for her when she was sick.