{Samuel is only sad in this pic because he couldn't get the dollhouse door to open}
{Hannah caught that sad face when she took the super cute pics from the other day}
{However, there are times I want to cry like that.}
I know it will take time for Samuel to heal.
They've told me it can take months.
I just want him to feel good.
Most of the day.
Not just part of the day.
Seeing him sad or in pain or tired hurts.
Because I can't take it away.
And I want to fix it.
Make it better.
Make it go away.
Put a bandaid on it.
Make the Celiac Disease disappear.
And I can't.
So sometimes I feel helpless.
Sad.
Angry.
Overwhelmed.
But mostly sad.
His little body should be full of energy.
He should be hard to put down for a nap.
Not want to take a nap.
Reach for the crib.
And sleep for hours.
But even with all of this -- he's healing.
I see him like food more.
{We just need his body to absorb the nutrients.}
Still
He eats.
He laughs.
The twinkle is coming back.
It's just taking time.
It's not instant.
{I wish it was instant.}
I'll be here for him.
Good days.
And sad days.
I'll be here.
I'll be here.
I'll be here.
