I hope I never forget that feeling of being watched by your child as you hold them while they’re sick. The comfort and safety they feel just resting in your arms. I may not even get to experience this level of intimacy as a grandparent either, so am soaking this up today. Ryan said he was jealous, having a sleeping baby on my chest all day.

It’s rainy and cold. Annie has kissed Gertie’s head a billion times and I heard Ruth say a prayer for her in the bathroom. They’ve painted a few pictures for us and brought in a toad to show her from outside. Ryan just took them to see a movie. We’re all happy.