There are so many wonderful aspects to being a mother (taking care of my little guy is one of them), but sometimes you just have to cry.
Thankfully we have good doctors!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Sometimes you just have to cry
When you are a mother there are just sometimes you have to cry! Evan started to get sick yesterday afternoon. Today he woke up with a full blown illness. I am crying because he can't sleep and he needs to. I am crying because I can tell how bad he feels and there really isn't a whole lot I can do to make him feel better. I am crying because he just fell asleep and he looks soo sick lying in his crib propped up on pillows so he has a chance at staying asleep. I am crying because I am worried that he won't be able to shake this illness like the last time. I am crying because I have NO IDEA how we are going to make it through the family pictures tonight! I am crying because I just got puked on.
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Venting is good too.
I hope things get better really soon for your little man. Being sick is no fun for anyone....especially little people.
My heart is aching for him. I hope he feels better very soon and I hope you take the time to nurture yourself too.
I wish you would have called me!!!
I definitely agree with your title...crying can sometimes work wonders. I'm sorry to hear Evan is sick, and I hope he gets well fast.
Poor Evan, and poor Kira! Nothing makes a mommy feel more helpless than a sick child. You are such a wonderful mother - Evan's a lucky boy. Hope things get better soon!
(((HUGS))) You're such a good mom! I can just tell, Kira! These others are right- Evan is so lucky! Here is a poem I was sent today- just made me think of you :)
Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.
Sorry you are feeling so sad, but I understand why. I hope he comes out of it soon and feels better.
You are right, sometimes you just have to cry. I'm sure family pics went well...
Sorry to hear about Evan. Does he have the flu? I hope he gets better soon. Sleep while he sleeps.
I hope Evan feels better soon! My heart goes out to you. And, I completely understand the crying thing, sick baby or not. Sometimes, you just have let go.
Yes sometimes you just have to cry. I came home sick from work on Friday and went straight to bed. I woke up a couple of times but basically was out. Peter woke me up at 8 and said he had gotten dinner and I needed to come downstairs. I told him I didn't feel well and couldn't make it downstairs. Somehow he didn't understand that I could be that sick. He tried propping me up and I burst into tears. After that he understood that I really didn't feel well. He brought me dinner in bed and ice water. I ate and went promptly back to sleep. I've been taking Tylenol all day and now that it is 1:35am Sunday morning I'm feeling great...I have a few more hours until the meds wear off...so yes sometimes you just have to cry. I think Peter understands now :)
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