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- I hate it when my little boy is sick because he's miserable.
- I hate hearing him cough, sneeze and cry and not being able to do a thing about it.
- It breaks my heart to see his lifeless body and realize how sick he really must be.
- I hate the sleepless nights, the fights over medicine, and the miserable, "Mommy, I don't feel so good."
- But I love it when my little boy gets sick because I get all of the hugs and cuddles I can handle.
- I love that my independent little man becomes dependent and needs me.
- I love canceling all commitments and lounging in pajamas and watching movies.
- I love that my little boy becomes my baby again.
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