Beyonce is considered the best when dealing the mentally ill. But what happens when she accidentally becomes one of her worse patients caregiver
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"I know noonk I'm sorry, just give mommy a second please" I said rushing to pour the pumped milk into her bottle as she cried loudly.
She sat on the floor continuing to cry while I turned around putting the milk into the microwave for a few seconds.
She began coughing while crying and I looked over seeing her slightly drooling as she did. "You're gonna make yourself more sick baby" I softly said getting the bottle out.
I hurried to screw the top on then squirted some of the milk on my hand to make sure it wasn't too hot. After seeing it wasn't I went up to her.
"Come on" I said tugging her up to make her stand
"i hurt" she whimpered rubbing her eyes. "I know noonk, come on let's lay down" I began walking her over to the couch.
I sat down on the long part stretching my legs out and tiny sat in my lap.
I grabbed a wipe and began wiping her face and mouth clear of all the snot and drool she had on here. She whined some as I did but I ignored the whining continuing to get her face clean before kissing her lips.
"nap time" I softly told her while making her lay her head down on my chest.
She nodded sniffling and I rubbed the side of her face putting the nipple from the bottle between her lips.
She began drinking slowly but it only lasted for a second before she pulled away whining.
"What's wrong ?" I asked feeling the milk once again to make sure it wasn't too hot.
She didn't say anything she just lifted my shirt up and began rubbing and twisting at my nipples. "baby i don't have much milk in there" I told her since I pumped earlier.
She ignored me getting my nipples hard and laid back down on me sucking one of them into her mouth. She began to slowly drink off me while rubbing my other nipple between her fingers and I looked down seeing her eyes nearly closed.
I pulled the cover over her and pat her back as she laid, watching her fight her sleep until she couldn't anymore.
The medicine should kick in by time she wakes up so she won't feel so bad, her head is burning up.
I'm hoping she does feel better because Robyn family is visiting in a few days for the new year. I do not need any type of problems.
I stayed in there with her for a while until the front door opened and Robyn walked in "What yall doing ?" She asked coming up to me.
"She's sleeping" I said glancing down at tiny who was sleeping on my chest.
"She starting to feel better or no ?" Robyn asked sitting next to us. "I don't think so, but the medicine takes her symptoms away so she should be ok when she wakes up" I said feeling the side of her face.
