Lucas is sick again with a chest cold. I know the doctor said he would be more susceptible to chest colds, but it still sucks. I hate to see him sick and I wish I could take his little cough and flush it down the toilet.
Tomorrow is Sunday and Brian is taking Lucas for the day. I'm in this place where I am really happy that Lucas gets to spend the day with his dad and that Brian gets to spend the day with him. But I'm also really bummed because it's one of my only days with Lucas too. I really don't get to see as much of him as I want to during the week because I have to work and he goes to bed so early. I want to spend as much time with him as I can during these times because I know it goes so quickly. It feels weirdly "painful" to be away from him for long periods of time - especially when he's so little. But I don't want to be selfish, and I do want to do what is best for Lucas, which is to have loving relationships with BOTH of his parents. So, even though it's extremely difficult for me personally, I just have to bite my lip and distract myself while he's gone, and hope that even though it's hard for me, it's what will help Lucas grow into a strong, happy person.
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