Poor little M…she gets every little germ that goes around. Because of her heart condition and the strain it put on her lungs for so long, everything goes straight to her lungs, and clogs them up.
She pulls her ponytail out, and has crazy hair, because her head hurts.
So that is just what we do. In between blowing her nose over and over.
She wants to cuddle, and read books, so we do.
And I get to take pictures of my sleeping baby girl. Love.