*picking up Hil off the blanket, carrying her inside*
*carrying her upstairs and laying her on the bed, carefully stripping her out of her clothes and pulling the blankets up over her*
My poor baby has had a headache for two full days. We were out star gazing and she fell asleep while we were talking. One second she was there...the next she was passed out.
I hope her headache is gone by the morning. I hate when she doesn't feel well. And this nagging headache...well, that's a little troublesome.
*watching her roll over in her sleep, murmuring something unintelligible*
She's really had a rough go of it the last couple of weeks. She's really got a stressful job. I wish there was something I could do to make it easier on her. There are days she'll call me up nearly crying she's so upset. Days when she comes home all tense and bunched up.
*sighs*
I guess it's normal for me to want to help her out. I know she'd never accept me supporting her financially...we discussed that before a long time ago. If she'd let me, though...I'd tell her to quit tomorrow.
*reaching down and scratching Ketia when she jumps up, putting her front paws on my leg*
Alright...I guess I'll go snuggle in with her. She's restless right now in the bed by herself.
*closes my journal, picking up Ketia and setting her next to Keena in the dog bed, stripping down and climbing into bed next to HIlary, spooning up behind her*
*whispers*
Love you, babygirl.
My poor baby has had a headache for two full days. We were out star gazing and she fell asleep while we were talking. One second she was there...the next she was passed out.
I hope her headache is gone by the morning. I hate when she doesn't feel well. And this nagging headache...well, that's a little troublesome.
*watching her roll over in her sleep, murmuring something unintelligible*
She's really had a rough go of it the last couple of weeks. She's really got a stressful job. I wish there was something I could do to make it easier on her. There are days she'll call me up nearly crying she's so upset. Days when she comes home all tense and bunched up.
*sighs*
I guess it's normal for me to want to help her out. I know she'd never accept me supporting her financially...we discussed that before a long time ago. If she'd let me, though...I'd tell her to quit tomorrow.
*reaching down and scratching Ketia when she jumps up, putting her front paws on my leg*
Alright...I guess I'll go snuggle in with her. She's restless right now in the bed by herself.
*closes my journal, picking up Ketia and setting her next to Keena in the dog bed, stripping down and climbing into bed next to HIlary, spooning up behind her*
*whispers*
Love you, babygirl.