63 sips !

 



One kind of day! 

Almost 4 hrs at walk in clinic to get Sara and myself checked. 

COVID- negative - both of us 🙏


But things happen in periphery beyond COVID. Some coughs, and colds, some backaches and joint aches, some no energy whatsoever days.

5 ml of Benadryl - took more than an hour! 


Do kids deliberately test us ? 


This corner of mine.. when all sleep, I sit to just pause. Same mundane of every day life keeps going on everyday, and we keep getting older and older day by day. Life as an hourglass ⌛️. 

Turned around every single day and reset .. 

but then few moments make it a little different than day before. 


So our tryst with Benadryl today! 


Sara takes a sip, at least pretends to.. it touches her lips but its not going any lower than 5 ml mark. One of the days, she declared she will finish it in 63 sips. And she wanted me to count.. 63 sips it took! 

Today, I thought, if 63 sips it is, let it be worthwhile. 

I told her - with every sip we say Waheguru. And say a little prayer. 


I - Waheguru - thank you God for medicine 

Sara - Waheguru- thank you God for mama 

I - waheguru thank you God for covid negative 

Sara - Waheguru thank you God for mama’s hug

I - Waheguru - thank you God for mama’s health ( and in my mind patience) to take care of Sara 

Sara - Waheguru- thank you God for mama cleaning my vomiting. It was stinky and yukky. 

I - Waheguru - thank you God for the nice nurse

Sara- Waheguru - I hate that nurse. She put a bad thing in my nose ( nasal swab) 

I - kissing and hugging her and realizing after all these Wahegurus - the level is still 5 ml! 


I got little irritable… enough Sara finish it now .. I am tired.. you can sit here by yourself and do it. 


Sara - Waheguru. And tears rolling her cheeks . 


I - Waheguru. Sorry God and sorry Sara 

Sara - Waheguru. Thank you God for mama sitting with me. 

I - What do you want me to do Sara ? 

Sara - I want to hold the cup myself and drink . 

I - ok. Can I check on didi then? 

Sara - yes mama 


So I walked away and Mahi and I listened from kitchen … waheguru 1 , Waheguru 2, Waheguru 3 …… Waheguru 16 … mama I am done !! 


I - Thank you God for teaching me when to walk away … 


Love is our biggest strength, sometimes our only weakness.. when love becomes dependence, may we have little instinct to walk away. 

It sucked every minute of it being 10 feet far from my baby in kitchen .. but probably she needed that to get something important done.. 


Like an elastic, it stretched and brought her in my arms…. Now sleeping with Vicks Vaporub.. and I sipping my chamomile tea… not counting my sips .. but counting this day as a blessing for all that it brought…. 


Its a good time !

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