It’s so sad. theBABY has her first cold.
Funny, her little cough is so grown-up sounding to me.
I wonder if her throat is sore.
The snotty nose and sneezing (hers) and the sleep deprivation (mine) have led me to discover another unexpected perk of mamahood.
theBABY doesn’t care if I get a full seven (okay, really I want eight) hours of sleep at night.
It doesn’t matter to her that I have to miss work or cancel on friends.
She doesn’t worry about what time the doctor’s office will open to take my call.
So what’s the perk?
In the middle of the night when she can’t sleep because she can’t breathe, all she wants is me. The minute I pick her up she falls back to sleep. There’s nothing else to it!
It’s so simple.
All she knows is that when she cries and I come, she can sleep.
And in those moments, I can give thanks that she’s a healthy, happy baby who happens to need me in the middle of the night while she’s getting over this cold.
Having something in my life that is more important than me (and my sleep) is my unexpected perk #3.

