Today I am caring for a sick child.
The dishes have taken over the sink. The laundry is devouring my bedroom. The floor is shouting at me for a mopping. The sewing machine keeps vying for my attention.
But they will all have to wait.
At this moment the sicky one is napping, getting some very much-needed rest. And this Mumma is sipping some black coffee and nibbling the homemade peppermint bark that was delivered by a friend this morning.
Just a moment’s pause between taking temperatures, giving medicine, calling nurses, refilling sippy cups, wiping tears, and administering hugs.