Small things that make all the difference

I love being rocks mother, it is very exciting and I get back more love then I put out. Unfortunately I must say that turns out to be a double edge sword...how you ask.

This past few days have been rough last march rock got a small ear infection and was treated with antibiotics no biggy, went back to normal rock terrorizing anything and all and then wanting to mamy some where along the way. However two/three days ago him and I were running errands and he would say "hold this" and stop me in my tracks and I would say "hold me?" And he would respond "hold me" which at the time I thought nothing I works hold him and walk to our designation.

However, shortly after that day he started to have a fever over night it spiked to 103 I thought another ear infection but didn't want it to be true. So we waited a day and tried to being his fever down with children's Walmart brand tylenol. And then the worse thing happened he was getting a rash we first thought maybe it was a heat rash but then over time you could see they were hives. My baby boy was covered in hives the worse part was probably under his neck. Ouch! So then we realized he needed to be seen by our wonderful awesome Dr gallegos! What was the verdict double ear infection and he was probably allergic to the dye in the tylenol. Weird!?! My kind loving husband took him to the doctor and has been nursing him back to health since. I sometimes think man it would be so hard to do this alone. I am so thankful to have beck with me for eternity even if sometimes we want to run away. Sometimes he does but just to the bedroom.

The hardest part for me with rock being sick is I do sometimes cry because he is so sick and he is so hot with his fever and all of that, and then I struggle because from the moment I return from work or when he wakes up at night he just wants to be held by "momma" and then we continue in his favorite conversation that goes something like this:

"Hi Momma".... "Hi Rock"
a few seconds go by.
"Hi Momma"... "Hi Rock"

and we do this for what seems like eternity. and we have this conversations multiple times a day. its one of our favorite subjects. He is a genius ;). I love that he wants me to cuddle and hold but its rough. He won't even let beck hold him. Double edge sword!

{ also just as a side bar another one of my favorite intellectual conversations we have goes like this.

"rock do you want some milk"
"no milk"
"ok"
"NO milk"
"got it"
"NO MILK MOMMA"
"I'M NOT GETTING ANY MILK, YOU DON'T HAVE TO DRINK MILK"

I'm telling you genius (both of us) but I'm back to the original subject. }

I'm blessed that we have such an amazing family support system to help us when in need. We often think about moving away when beck is done with school but its nerve racking knowing we will go somewhere we won't have that support of immediate family.

WARNING THE NEXT PHOTO IS GRAPHIC IT IS OF ROCKS RASH.....also it's come to my attention that his pose is a little provocative I'm sorry...laugh out loud

this was the early stages of the rash it got 100x worse!