No One Warned Me

I anticipated the pain I would feel during labor and delivery. I had heard there would be long, difficult nights in the midst of teething. No one told me how much my heart would hurt when my sweet little boy got sick.

The first ear infection was a walk in the park compared to his current double whammy. Though he has been sleeping alright at night, the poor little guy has been so miserable during the day. At the worst: a fever of 103.2 and an endless whimper, his eyes pleading for me to make it better. It was the epitome of helplessness.

Cael is still on the mend, but this has made me appreciate my happy baby even more. In the middle of the most trying hours yesterday, Dan managed to get a giggle out of Cael that brought tears to my eyes. Later in the day, hearing him wake from a nap with happy babbles began to heal my broken heart.

Since I cannot wrap Cael in an impenetrable protective bubble, during times like these I'll just need to call upon mommy strength that I don't always realize I possess. Other new mommies and mommies-to-be, you've been warned.