Ah, gotcha. Yeah. In a way it's kind of comforting. I can't make things right for them, but so far I seem to be doing pretty good at making things better. Scott and I appear to be acceptable surrogate parents to them, for which I am grateful. Sometimes I just want to take a blanket in there and curl up on the floor with them because outside that room there is so much still to be done that breaks my heart.... (Of course, the room is a little small for that, and a lot of the stuff still to be done is so they aren't stuck in just one room...ack. Oh, well. One thing at a time.)
I am so, SO relieved that they are doing better this morning, I was beside myself last night having to put them through that.
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I am so, SO relieved that they are doing better this morning, I was beside myself last night having to put them through that.