My little boy has had a fever for most of the day. He took two naps this afternoon and asked to go to bed tonight, things that never happen around here. The kids rarely get sick, and when they do, my worry gene kicks into overdrive. The nighttime checks become more frequent; I become obsessed with making sure their water cups are never empty; I carry the thermometer from room to room and check their temperatures over and over again...
So tonight I will worry, as all parents do, and I will wake myself up and tiptoe upstairs to my son's room. I will lay my hand across his forehead and then his cheek; I will take his temperature and ask him if he needs a drink of water or to use the bathroom. Then I'll tuck him in and make my way back downstairs, where I will set my alarm so I can wake up and do it all again. I won't sleep much, but that doesn't matter.
He's my precious little boy, and I would do anything for him. He gave me the greatest gift in all the world: he made me a mom.
"The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new." ~Rajneesh
He gave me the greatest gift in all the world: he made me a mom.
ReplyDeleteThis truly is the greatest gift in the world. When people ask me what I want for Mother's Day, it's hard to think of anything to say but: "I already have it."
Hope your little patient is doing better now!
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful quote.
Deb: I completely agree. We've been blessed; what more could we want?
ReplyDeleteMonica: He's much better now, thanks!