Anyway, while this happened a couple of weeks ago, I just wanted to share what a precious heart our son has...While he was suffering from the stomach bug, I was up with Carter throughout the night. At one point, I changed his diaper 4 times in less than 45 minutes. We were up and down, up and down.
The last time in that series of diaper changes just as I was trying to summon the energy to lift Carter out of the bed, he said to me, "I'm sorry mommy." My heart broke...of course, I told him he had no reason to be sorry and that mommy wanted to take care of him and do whatever he needed. Once his diaper was changed and we settled back into the bed, Carter said, "Thank you very much." A tear began to roll down my cheek, and those 4 words had made every minute of lost sleep more than worth it.
