It turns out there was an extra present waiting for me under the Christmas tree – a nice, fluffy head cold. In what has surely been my sickliest winter yet, I'm down for the count again. I've been wandering the house in ratty pajamas with a foggy head. Bad timing – the kids are looking for entertainment and the best I can do is pass them the remote.
The only thing that helps when I have a cold like this is lots of rest. Yesterday I waved the white flag of surrender shortly after Mike walked in the door from work. By 6:30 I was in a fresh pair of pj's and snuggled under my covers. Soon after, Elena crawled into bed next to me, Pillow Pet and book in hand. Taking a cue from momma, she'd changed into her jammies and a bathrobe.
"I thought you might like some company," she said.
And you know what? I did. It was a scene straight from what I imagined motherhood might be like, long before I actually became a mother. I was still groggy and stuffy and generally miserable, but I felt better. Misery loves company, I guess, especially when the company is a sweet girl clad in pink kitten jammies.
I forgot to mention the other sweet thing she did for me recently. She knit me this fabulous necklace for Christmas. I wore it the other day and she was thrilled. The thing is, I didn't wear it out of obligation – I really and truly love it.
I smell an Etsy shop in that girl's future.
Yay for sweet daughters. Definitely sounds like she and the Eldest Princess would be kindred spirits. This post made me all warm and fuzzy. 🙂