This week has been all about the love: coughing, up all night, feverish, and much more unpleasantness love.
We've had a sick baby and that is never fun for anyone. Elliott is on the mend now after seeing three doctors, an x-ray, swabs, a blood test and finally discovering that his lungs need help in dealing with viruses.
As you can imagine I've been stressed, emotional and testy. Trying to comfort him during the distressing and invasive exams and through his discomfort with this nasty virus.
Kyan has been a trooper of a big brother, running to get me things and trying to be comforting in his way.
Amidst the chaos of many loads of laundry being left by the wayside as I rocked a feverish baby for most of the day and night we managed to celebrate hearts and love and each other. Cookies were iced, valentines were handed out, gifts were exchanged and chocolate was consumed en mass.
I'm grateful that things are sunnier and today I was able to have a warm shower and wash lots of the tension away from a hard week. Love week for us became about health and how precious it is. Love can heal but sometimes needs a little help too.