Around noon today, we called my mom. “Let’s FaceTime Grandma,” Cara suggested. In a matter of moments, we are swiping through to connect with my mom on FaceTime.
“I hope she is home from pickle ball,” Cara continued. Cara suggests we greet her with a silly face today. I tip the screen to only show her silly face. “No, mama, show your face too.” I move the phone a little to show a sliver of my silly face. My eyes look tired and my nose is red.
It felt like it took her a little longer to connect than usual, which gave me an extra moment of silly shenanigans with Cara on my lap. Then, she appeared. My mom began by asking, “How are you feeling today?”
Of course Cara shouts, “I’m good, Grandma!”
My response, “I am okay, mom.”
My mom rattles off a slew of questions in one breath, “Is she coughing still? How did you sleep? Is she eating okay? How about you?” My mom has been checking in via text messages and FaceTime the last few days. My mom knows caring for sick kids, while you are sick is tough work.
Seeing my mom reassured me that we are doing all the right things on this road to recovery. She also reminded me that it is a blessing that we can lay low this week and try to increase our rest. These few minutes of FaceTime made me smile. I feel lucky to have an opportunity to FaceTime my mom for advice, support and giggles.