Mother Bear

Wow, a whole week since I wrote on my blog. It took me getting sick to actually have something I want to write about. I'm home with a fever from an infection. I should be better in a day or so.

Filip slept until 5 am without waking the night before last. Usually, he's up a couple times. It didn't do me any good though. My mind is so geared toward checking/protecting, I just had dreams that make me wake up and see if he's okay.

In one dream, there was a huge snake in our bed. I jumped out, in the middle of the night, and told JR to get out. Then I was frantically searching for Filip until JR told me he's still in bed in his room.

Later on, JR got up to use the bathroom. I heard him blow his nose, and thought it was a wild animal attacking Fil. I ran to his room, and scared JR who didn't see me go past him.

Finally, at 5am, Filip did wake up. I was there a second after his first whimper, to pick him up.

I'm totally running on instinct, like some kind of animal.