So I am 12 weeks pregnant and had the misfortune of getting the flue this past week/weekend. DH did a wonderful job of keeping ds out of the house and allowing me the time to rest and recover as I was basically unable to truly function other than sleep nad use the bathroom. I also wanted to do all I could to not infect them either.
Well Saturday morning I had made to the couch as dh and ds were getting ready to leave for the day. I asked ds if he wanted to nurse and I was not in any way prepared for the answer... "No mommy, I all done with nursing" and he went about his business as if it were nothing. I didn't know which way to turn but started to well-up but were they tears of sadness or happiness?
He did come home that night and I heard him coming up the stairs asking dh where his mommy was. And he fell onto my bed and immediately fell asleep with a smile on his face as he said my mommy! My heart melted.
Last night I was feeling a bit better and when they came home all he wanted to do was nurse, so I guess we are not done, but we are on that road. I am doing my best to get better and at the same time, maintain that cuddle time. This has been a long journey, but thus far it's been one of the most rewarding things I have ever experienced. I will be sad when it's over, but deep down I will know that every step of it was cherished and that together as a family we walked this path as one, hand in hand, together every step of the way.