My Priceless Gem

He laid his blanket over top of me, and said, poor momma. I caught the flu on Mother’s Day that he had last week. It was so bad yesterday that all I could do was moan, cry, and hold on for the ride. When he got home from school, he laid in bed with me, held onto me, and kept saying, poor momma. This boy is a gem among men.

(Throwback to baby N)

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