Forgiven.

Sooo, my baby boy has pneumonia. No wonder when he saw me in the hall at church yesterday during Primary he burst into tears and wanted to go to my class and sleep on the floor. No wonder he did actually sleep on the floor when I let him come with me. No wonder he has had such comparatively little energy for the past few days. He could still run circles around me on my best day, but for him . . .

Sometimes you can really feel like you have dropped the ball as a mom. He's had a cold and a cough since his birthday. Three weeks ago. But no fever after the first day. I thought it was just lingering symptoms. Oh well. Lesson learned. Older and wiser, right?