A first for me as a mom

This morning as I got to work, I received a text from Andrew.  He said that Catherine was texting him that her stomach really hurt.  My first thoughts went back to ten years ago, when she was in the hospital three times due to stomach pain when she had the stomach flu.  Andrew was getting ready to begin his classes and wasn't sure what to do.  I called and talked to her, and after some discussion, I was pretty sure it was just he spicy and acidic foods she had eaten yesterday.  Because classes haven't started yet, she was planning to come and spend a couple of nights with us, but I told her if she wasn't up to it that was fine also.  Ultimately, she felt fine and she is currently at home (and my heart is full).  I truly can not describe the joy I feel when listening to her and Thomas.

Anyway, this was a first for me.  I've always been there when my girl was sick.  Even though Andrew was the one who was with her in the hospital, she told him she wanted me (due to COVID, only one was allowed, and since he was already there they weren't allowing us to make a switch).  I'm a mom, and mothering sick kids is my job.  It has been a honor and a privilege to do so.  I know this is a normal fact of life, and of kids growing up.  I know that she was fine ultimately, but not being able to be with her was a first for me...and I know the first of many.