Little Helper

As I started to take deep breaths to avoid feeling the salt in the wound when my husband drained my drains, my son came up to me and said "Ok, Mommy ... that's good. Keep taking deep breaths and don't forget to think of a happy place -- like playing outside with me or with Daddy."

When did my 7 year old become my parent?

When did I become my parent's parent?

These things of life amaze me.

Here he is helping Daddy with Mommy's drains. Also in this picture is my 'Mommy' who came out to stay with us since surgery day. Like what my son is showing me -- sometimes you can be both the parent and the child :)