Baby Mine.

Last night after book club I came home and watched an episode of Law & Order: SVU. I NEVER watch that show, but I'd heard that it was going to be a good one. I decided WTF and watched. It was really good, but it had to do with a little girl who was being held captive and used for porn. Very disturbing. They find her buried and half-dead at the end, but they find her.

Ever since I had my son I've been uber-sensitive to things having to do with children. For instance, I never understood why all these parents got so upset at Stephen King's "Pet Semetary". It was just another scary book... until I had my own child. Now, stuff like that just makes me think of losing my child and I can't bear to think of things like that. It's too hard. I would lose it.

After the episode I went into my son's room and just held and rocked him. I don't get many moments where he's not constantly on the move. I reflected on how lucky we are to even have him and how I don't know what I would do with myself if I ever lost him or my hubby. It's too scary to think about. Way too scary.

So, I won't. I will just get back to work and think about the upcoming episode of LOST! Whoo Hoo! I love Wednesday!

BTW, just so you know. We got a stomach virus this past weekend. It's a doozy, but it's only a 12-hour doozy. Thankfully. My son had it a week ago and we thought we were safe. We weren't. It was bad. Hopefully, it will be the only one we get this year. I haven't had a stomach virus since I was about 14 years old. Now, I've had two in the last 9 months. I love daycare!

My mind is so scattered that I start talking about my sweet baby and end up talking about puke. Go figure!

Everyone have a good one!