Last friday my son had his fieldtrip then he swimmed with his classmates in the afternoon. My lil hero got sick yesterday maybe he got over fatigued. I felt bad because my husband didn't tell me (or he thought he did). My lil hero was so eager to help me that afternoon. He saw me helping our househelp do the laundry. So he said "Mommy, banlaw ka? Ako din banlaw. Help Kita. Sama kita sa Hospital."
He knows that I'm going to visit Jarou, he helped me so that he could come. I couldn't say NO cause he is so malambing that day. I told him that we will not bring a car so he needs to walk. He said yes.
He walked but when we rode the MRT he got shocked cause there were a lot of people inside the train. He shouted "I couldn't see! I couldn't see! Mommy Pls carry me." I could not carry him cause I was carrying my bag on the left and a box of donuts on my right. There was even a nice lady calling him so he can stay right next to her so he can see the view from there. He just wants to stay next to me.
When we got of the train, he was looking around. Still shocked, he thinksthat a mob was coming towards us.
We walked again and at the middle of the road he was saying "Mommy I'm tired, I'm so sleepy." again and again.
I was stubborn. I want him to know that when I say that we will walk a long way, I mean it. At the end I gave in. I carried my lil hero. And while walking I told him that I'm also tired with a shaky voice. He kissed me everytime I tell him that.
Inside the hospital, the rude guard won't let him in. He cried. He was stressed. My friends came and confronted the guard. My friend who is a former Law student talked to the guard. She said that the guard has to give her an option on where to leave the kid and when he gives her a good option she would leave my son. Hahaha. While the conversation was ongoing I sneeked and left my lil hero with them so I can see Jarou even for a few minutes. When I came back, there was another kid crying. The father of that kid was so angry at the guard. The kids brother was asking if he could see him. At the end my friend won, we went inside but my lil hero was stressed and tired from crying.
He got sick that night but when he feels that I'm worried he will try to cheer me up by hugging me and kissing me. I can feel his burning lips. If only I can have his fever. I wake up every hour to check up on him. And everytime I wake up our lil angel will wake up also and look at her brother to see hows he doin'. Then she will sleep when I tell her that Kuya is ok. Jazer will hold her hands and tell her to sleep and she would.
I am so blessed with these kids they are so low-maintenance according to family and friends. I love them so much.
Hope that Jazer's fever will be gone soon.
...while I was writing this blog my tears starts to fall. I could not help but cry. My schatzi was in the sala, watching tv while working. I buzz him in his YM. I told him that I was crying. He went inside the room hugged me lalo ako naiyak.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Sometimes heroes get sick...
Posted by angelaze at 11:01 PM
Labels: Daily Life, My Angel, My Hero, Schatzie Dydy
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1 comments:
You're so blessed sis...touched naman ako sa post mo....your baby boy is so malambing...
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