Adam caught cold. He barely slept last night — waking up every hour and crying because of stuffy nose.
He calmed down everytime I carried him, but then cried again whenever I put him down on the bed.
It started at 2 AM up to the time he woke up at 6. Poor baby.
I know I’m not alone in this. Influenza is such a common disease, it will disappear before I know — I hope, at least. But I couldn’t help feeling sad to see him sick.
Adam hardly gets sick. He’s a bubbly baby who giggles all day, even while sleeping. He’s friendly even with strangers — hmm, I should teach him to stop talking to strangers
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His worst sickness so far was when he caught flu after getting flu vaccine. It lasted for around two weeks. But the thing is, I was armed with medications then. This time I was caught off guard. I didn’t even have any nasal drops ready.
I know I should’ve, but the drops expire only in one month after first usage. A few days ago I discarded my last stock, and hadn’t gotten it replaced. Bad mistake.
It’s fascinating to be a mother, but it’s also hard work. I guess most mothers would have to deal with their children’s sickness at times — my mom being one. I can’t recall how many times I had fallen sick in my childhood, but I’m sure she was there for me everytime. I bet it wasn’t easy.
Some mothers go to work, either out of needs or interest. She didn’t.
She was there for me 24/7. She nursed me when I was sick. I’m sure there were no nasal drops at that time. But she stayed awake with me everytime I couldn’t sleep — or when I had to do homeworks. She sang to me, read me stories. She cooked and cleaned for me. She taught me how to read — it wasn’t my teacher who made me read. She taught me two languages, and she never even graduated from high school. And after all that, she let me go when the time came.
My mom was a full-time homemaker, and I’m grateful that she was. I’m lacking in many things, but I hope I could be as selfless to Adam as she’s been to me.
A lot of things can affect babies’ sleeping, stuffy nose, jet lag, excitement, hunger, anger, etc. And when they don’t sleep, their mommies won’t sleep too.
The difference is when the babies can sleep afterwards, their mommies should stay awake to clean up the mess.
I had never said thanks to my mom for raising me. I should.
It’s a bit too early, but have a happy Mother’s Day, Mom!*
Mother’s Day is celebrated on December 22 in Indonesia