Calm, cool, collected — mama’s got this.
Oxygen levels up and down — 94, 92, 89, 98, 97… the numbers that tell me it’s trying to dip and settle in those lower 90’s. That’s my note to start packing hospital bags, call the pediatrician, and get my eyes wide open by the taste of coffee. ☕️ If I can avoid the hospital, I will. But just in