Today as I was going over all this on the phone, etc, Sophie came up to me and said "Mommy, are you okay?" I was taken aback. Was she watching...listening...or did she just sense that I was not at my best. I was at the point that I honestly though I might vomit.
"I'm just a little tired today Soph. Everything's okay." I replied.
As she began to rub my arm, she leaned in and whispered "I love you mommy." That's when the tears began.