Today was better all around; both girls seemed to be feeling a little better, and nobody threw up or had diarrhea....yea!!! Then there was that moment that is so elusive - the one where you feel like it's all worth the lack of sleep, constant cleaning, and watching the Wiggles Christmas DVD for the 100th time (Maija has caught on that Christmas is coming, so we're already hearing all about it.)
Maija and I had just finished reading a bedtime story which was about a little girl and her grandma. At the end of the story, I asked Maija about her Grandma and Mummi. Then she said, "Mommy, where's your Grandma and Mummi?" The question made me a little emotional, especially thinking about my grandmother who I had been very close to and who passed away 6 years ago.
I told her that I had a Grandma and a Mummi, but both of them had died. She looked up at me and said, "Mommy, I love you!" and then she hugged me. I felt like it was such an intuitive reaction from her. I'm sure she has no conception of what death is, but somehow she knew that talking about my grandmother made me sad. Those moments are the payoff; it's better than any paycheck I've ever gotten.