I lie awake last night...thinking of you as I watch the minutes click by on the clock. Tay's not feeling well, her tummy is all cramped up. All day she's been happy, singing her little heart out. Then about 11:00 PM she started to get real fussy and I could tell it was her tummy.She'd screach in pain. I held her and that seemed to help, then her Daddy rocked her and that really helped. He layed her in bed around 11:30. She was fussy again so I snuggled up next to her which seemed to satisfy her. She'd still moan so I know her tummy wasn't all the way better. Her little eye hasn't been opening much, it's been 2 weeks now. Some days it is just a crack, some days not at all. I snuggle next to her as I think of you and I watch the clock. I miss you so much and I know in a few brief minutes the 2 month mark will officially be here. The clock shows 11:58 so I say a prayer thru tears...a prayer that you are happy and 'ok'. A prayer that Sweet Tay will get better and not have so much discomfort. I know in my heart that you really are watching over her. I can just feel it. I drift off to sleep and about 30 minutes later something wakes me up. Tay is sleeping comfortably so I slip back into my own bed (she's a bed hog and I have hardly no room in her little bed) She sleeps good thru the night and wakes up around 8:00 AM. At that point I am not sure exactly how she is feeling. She makes little noises and Bryson mocks her and makes them right back at her, which of course makes her mad, but it is so cute at the same time. She falls back to sleep until about 10. I cancel her therapy for the day because of how she was feeling last night. Around 11:00 I decide to get her up, dress her and see if she will finally eat something. I pick her up and wow...her little eye is wide open, more than it has ever been since she's been sick. It is completely normal again. She seems happy enough so I lay her on the bed, dress her and fix her hair. I spray some of her smell good stuff on her. I carry her out to her chair and tell her 'Grandma would tell you how pretty you look and how good you smell, I set her in her chair and she starts singing as she watches barney. I put a bib on her and hand her a cup of pediasure. She drinks the whole thing, eye wide open as happy as can be. She has her Grandma with her I know...you are watching over her Mom, taking care of her as you always did while you were here. You hated to see her cry or unhappy...to see her sick worried you so. She's happy now Mom...THANK YOU!! Thanks for looking out for our Sweet Tay.I love and miss you so much Mom! Debbie is coming up and Shelley is coming down this weekend. Allison's baby shower is Sunday. Diana wants me to bring Tay, so if she is up to it I will take her. Bry is another story...I think I'll leave him with his daddy.It is still raining outside but the weekend is looking good. The storms weren't as bad as expected last night. I have some bulbs I want to plant at the cemetery this weekend, they are double tulips I think and they will bloom in the spring. Bryson has a balloon to take out. I would have brought it out yesterday but I was afraid the wind would take it.. And Sweet Tay...I'll bring her too Mom. I am going to make the good broccoli and cheese soup you taught me how to make and maybe an apple pie. You LOVED pie. I am sure you are getting plenty of good eats up there in Heaven. Thanks Mom...it felt good to talk to you today, I needed that. I LOVE YOU!!! (((((HUGS))))) ****KISSES****