The best moment

(Before you begin reading, please know that I do know about paragraphs! Blogger isn't allowing spacing right now!) We had one of those OH SO SWEET moments today. So sweet in fact that I don't want to forget and must document on this blog. This morning we were headed, after a STRESSFUL I might add morning, to the pediatrician. Nora broke out in a rash and fever last night, our Nanny woke up sick ( I swear all illness seems to occur on Monday-it's like the universe knows it's my work day), I had finally gotten all my clients covered and gotten Nora into the doctor at 11 and then couldn't find my keys. I was literally dripping in sweat looking for the keys, took all cushions off all couches, moved every table and searched the car while trying to keep the girls out of the street. I was walking in to cancel our appointment, which I had already cancelled work to be at, when I found the keys in a high chair. HMMMMM. I wonder who the sneaky guilty party was. I think Zoe. :) Anyway, I took a deep breath and was feeling a strangely familiar feeling I hadn't felt in about 8 months. Ya know that super frazzled new mommy feeling where you just about want to cry!? Ha! That was me today standing in a pile of couch cushions, sweating, looking for my keys. I literally put my head down on a pillow to ask God to reveal the keys and Zoe came over and with both hands and grabbed my hair and pulled my head up as hard as she could and looked at me like, "Ummmm Mommy what is up!?" I kindly explained to her that I was asking God to find my keys that I was pretty sure she lost. :) So we went to the doctor and left with a diagnosis of Hand, Foot, Mouth disease for Nora. The poor child has sores lining the back of her throat. She is also cutting like a million teeth. It is very sad and my little piglet has no interest in eating or drinking. However, she weighed in at 26.8 pounds SO I think she just may have some reserves! Ok so back to the point of my post. On the way home I looked back and noticed that my pitiful little Nora had fallen asleep. I wanted to keep her up so I could try to feed her lunch and then let her get a good nap at home. So I started saying "Nora, Nora" in a soft little voice. Zoe then looked over and seemed concerned that something was wrong. I swear she could sense her sissy was feeling bad. She looked at me and then is the SWEETEST, I mean SWEETEST little voice, clear as day started reaching her hand over to Noras and saying "Nowa Nowa". She just kept saying it over and over and Nora just looked at her smiling. Then the whole time they were eating lunch Zoe would lovingly look over at her and start saying "Nowa, Nowa, Nowa". That was just what I needed to put a smile on my face. The sweet sister love that I am seeing unfold each day is just too sweet & I couldn't help but think about our third little one that gets to come into a family with two sweet sisters. Little Jane is going to no doubt be so blessed by her two sweet sisters. Ok, mommy moment done. Now pray that a miracle happens and Zoe doesn't get hand, foot, mouth. She is an even more pitiful patient than Nora when she's sick so maybe we will get lucky! Happy Monday to all and any tips on dealing with Hand, foot and mouth welcome!