you're with your daddy this week in south dakota and i miss you every second of my day so much it feels like my heart is just going to plunk right out for all the work it's doing to keep itself together until you get home. you're it, my hucka. you're the in and out of my breath, do you know that?
you and i spent last week together at grandma deb's house because you were sick, with spots all over your body that made you look more miserable that i've ever seen you look. we went to the doctor to see if there was anything we could do to make your forehead stop burning and your skin from being completely consumed with red blisters. she gave you a big ol' sticker that mama stuck right on your spotted leg, and it wouldn't come off it was stuck on so strong! you thought it was funny, kind of, because really nothing at all could have been funny the way you were feeling that day.
we tried to keep you busy so you wouldn't stop too long to remember how terrible you were feeling.
but really all you wanted to do was arch your back as far as it could go and cuddle with mama in the most lonely hours of the night. and really, baby, that's what mama wanted to do too. watching you wriggle around inside yourself to escape your achy body only makes me want to scoop you right up and kiss every speck of your blistery skin until the pain is soaked up, right into me instead.
in a way though, i would say i was lucky. because you were sick when mom was there and not after i'd left you with daddy in south dakota. because if i'd known i couldn't be there to do everything in the world that might make you better, i would have simply gone insane. and probably only because we have god on our side, on sunday, just as i was about to get on an airplane without you, your skin decided to stop letting all the red bumps take over and instead it started to kick those stinkin' dots right off. every time daddy sends me a new picture of you, smiling as wide as can be, your pudgy hands and meaty legs look more and more like the old ones, those soft white beautiful little pieces of you that make me feel so lucky to me your mama i could burst.
come home soon sweet boy! and bring that handsome daddy of yours with you :)
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