Finally, I relented and called my mom.
"Mom, I can't sleep. I feel like I'm going to vomit, but I can't."
It was 2:30am. She didn't hesitate. She climbed three flights of stairs to my apartment, and sat by my side as I threw up the entire contents of my stomach into a white plastic garbage can.
Meanwhile Ari was shouting:
"Mommy! You no throw up!"
"It's okay, honey," My mom said to Ari as I was detoxing my system "Mommy is going to be okay."
I'm okay. But it's only because of my amazing mother.
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There is nothing more comforting than your mom when you feel bad...no matter how old we are! I hope you are feeling better.
ReplyDeleteAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! GO MOM FADER!!!! :DDD
ReplyDeleteI don't know why, but this made me tear up a little. You're so lucky to be close to your mom. I like being able to distance myself from mine, but I miss her being at least within driving distance.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you caught the tummy virus...? Feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteYes always cherish your mother!! I miss mine so much so yes always cherish your mother!!!
ReplyDelete*sniff* You are sooooo lucky to have your mom that close to you. Sorry about the hurling. That is no fun city :(
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