Mothers Day

Happy Mother's Day y'all, it's a deserved holiday. My sick, screaming child woke us up at 6 am just to be sure we know how crappy he feels and to assure us that no, there's nothing you can do about it. The thing about a sick baby is they don't have the smarts to know they should just curl up in a snuggly ball and sleep it off, no, they still need to burn energy even if they scream at you the whole time. So we went to breakfast at the most delicious breakfast spot just blocks away, and sick screaming baby enjoys a good walk, so was actually pretty pleasant at the restaurant. When we got home we played ball then he and his Dada went for a bike ride. And Momma? Emptied dirty diaper trash cans, threw diapers in the wash, cleaned poop off of and out of the buckles on the stroller (yes..), and picked up dog poop in the backyard. There's a lot of poop handling around here.

We capped off the morning with one massive fit the likes of which I haven't seen from my guy before. He's sick, he's tired, there's a lot of emotion, and that's pretty tough on a little dude. After trying every other thing I could think of, I took him into the bathroom and turned the shower on super hot. We sat on the toilet while he nursed and I thought about the precious water and the cash flowing down the drain as the room filled up with steam helping my baby breathe. And I thought about his little hand behind my back playing with the edge of the toilet seat where it connects with the toilet, knowing that I'm usually pretty good at wiping down the bathroom and hoping that that spot, a magnet for nasty, is clean just this once. I'm watching him breathe, and nurse, and calm down thinking that there are more glamorous Mother's Day experiences out there, that some Mommas get away to the spa, or their garden, or a day out with their own Momma. It would be nice to do any one of those things, but in this moment, on this toilet, in this steamy bathroom, I know that my sick, screaming child needs me the most right now, so even though I'm tired and I'm sick of being screamed at and I miss my happy boy, this is the very best place for me.

He sleeps now and I hope it's a long one. For both our sakes.

I am one lucky Momma :)