July 24, 2012 by CassieCravings
Nothing can break a mama’s heart like a sick baby.
Nothing can make a mama feel more helpless than holding a quivering, crying, hot baby and not being able to make it all better.
Little Eli spent the majority of Sunday with a 102+ fever. He was miserable. He wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t drink, wouldn’t play. He just curled up in my arms and whimpered.
So, we nestled into our favorite snuggle spot on the couch and pulled Grammy’s quilt up to our chins. We watched his favorite cartoons, and I gave out all of the kisses he would take. I whispered prayers of healing into his ears. I this-little-piggied all of his toes. I ran my fingers through his curls.
His body was so hot that he was difficult to hold, but I wasn’t letting go.
He looked at me with tears streaming from his glassy eyes and said, “Mama. I’s so sad. I’s so sad.”
I cried with him.
Finally, finally I felt him fall into a heavy sleep. I lingered just to hold him a bit longer. I gave a few extra kisses and quietly slipped away.
There was a meeting that I had to go to with my mother. Sickness never seems to come during quiet moments in life. There was a list of instructions, medications and “don’t forgets” given as I walked out the door. “I can be back in an hour,” I called as I closed the door.
If a sick baby breaks a mom’s heart. Leaving a sick baby behind is the most guilt a mama can feel. “I’ll be back in an hour,” I said again to myself.
Just a few minutes down the road, my phone rang, “Hellos, my mama!” He sounded ready to take on the world. His fever had broke during his nap. While he still needed some rest to feel completely better, it would be quite the challenge to get him to sit still now.
The tears and sadness were forgotten. He was ready to “p’way twrains and rockets ships.”
What a morning. What a relief!
While we are still working to feel all the better this morning, Eli is feeling much better than he did. Lots of cuddles, his favorite songs and prayers have been prescribed.