Baby has a cold. So when after weeks of sleeping through the night, he wakes up at a godforsaken hour, just as you are slipping away into the most satisfying sort of deep sleep, you aren’t really surprised.
‘Poor baby, he must be so uncomfortable!’, you think.
So you try and blow his nose, apply a soothing aromatic oil to his chest to ease the congestion, adjust the pillow to make him more comfortable and gently nurse him back to sleep.
Only to hear a loud bawl ten minutes later, just as you are drifting off to dreamland again.
So you try and blow his nose, adjust the pillow to make him more comfortable and nurse him back to sleep. Again. Only this time, you have to remind yourself to be gentle.
Only to hear the loud bawl in what seems like just two minutes later. And so on and on, till the wee hours of the morning.
‘Poor me, will I get some sleep tonight?’, you can’t help but wonder by now.
When soft loving voices magically appear by the bedside, warm loving hands pick up the baby and the most reassuring voice in the world asks you to go back to sleep, we’ll take care of baby, don’t you worry.
Mothers need mothering (and as in this case, fathering) sometimes too!
P.S. All you folks envying me for having parents around when baby is sick, say aye!