Coleman is such a little Houdini. While we were in Benicia, CA visiting family for Thanksgiving, we woke up one morning and found Coleman sleeping in his portable crib, both arms free of his Velcro tight sleeping sack, and one arm out of his pajamas. He's a lion in a lambs body.
We're sick.
All of us.
Me, David and Coleman and it STINKS!
So last night, Coleman woke up around 3:30 am
SCREAMING
and wouldn't take his pacifier, which is normally why he
wakes up crying late at night. He seemed frantic and
I was completely stumped as to what to do.
I knew he probably had a plugged nose and couldn't breath with his paci in,
or he had a sore throat and wanted me to fix it
but both are a hard thing for me to do anything about with a 5 month old.
All of a sudden I remembered what my mom used to do for me
when I was sick and couldn't sleep late at night.
So, I took him in the bathroom, turned on the shower to HOT
and we sat in the steam.
All three of us.
And sat.
At first he was crazy and frantic and crying so hard
but before long, he began to calm down,
enough so that I could feed him
and then that calmed him down even more.
And I thought, THANK YOU MOM!!!
Thank you for staying up late with me at night
when you were SOOOO TIRED,
because now I know what that's like
and thank you for always knowing just what to do
to make a little sicky feel better
and thank you for teaching me
what to do when my little sicky needs to feel better
Because last night,
I was able to help him and I knew what to do
because you did it for me so many times years ago
and I could feel the love you had for me,
because of the love I have for him.
And now, I feel like
I am REALLY a mom.
