I stood beside the crib, gently touched her hair and patted her chest. She looked at me with her weary and swollen eyes and said, "mama". My heart broke and tears came out of my eyes. She then shut her eyes and fell into sleep. Caitlyn is sick. I'm mad at myself for not taking good care of her, I'm upset that I can't do anything to help her. I rather suffer it myself. I would give up anything for her health.
I brought her to her doctor in the afternoon, fortunately, it's just a cold and she's doing great coping with it. She's still very active and plays hard as usual, although she gets tired easily and needs extra naps. Hope things will get better.
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