robbie and i were in bed asleep by 10 o'clock!! well i woke up at 12:30. are you kidding me? well, i was throwing up til about 3 then i went to go check on lia and see if she was covered up and lia had thrown up all over her bed, blankets, herself. how sad is that?! i immediately called robbie in to help me clean up and i got lia into the bath. SORRY NEIGHBORS! i'm sure they weren't happy about me filling up the bath a quarter after 3am. lia seemed super happy, just playing in the bath as usual, no fever. well, it had to have been the burrito. which sucks because we seriously LOVE cafe rio. after the bath, we bundled her up and gave her some toast. we watched shrek in our bed, hoping she would fall asleep. she just got tired but wouldn't let herself fall asleep. it ended up taking me until 5:30 to get her asleep and in the play pin next to me. (i wanted to keep my make sure she didn't throw up all over herself again. she didn't, thank god.) i feel so bad for sharing my food with her. i know it's not my fault, but she got it so bad. the poor girl was heaving and crying into the sink! well, she woke up at 8:00 and we gave her more toast and got her to fall back asleep in her own crib. robbie went to the grocery store while i slept and we woke up at 11:00. i'm still super tired but lia is happy as can be. she ate her chicken noodle soup with me and acting her crazy self again.
the reason i'm talking about this is because last night i realized something about being a mom. it's times like these that i realize how important being a mom is. this will sound totally bizarre if you don't feel the same way, but when you think of your kids and when they act up, you say "oh she's just a baby" but when they are so sick, like lia was last night, you say "she's a little human" growing up to follow the example that robbie and i set for her. i don't know if that makes sense at all, but it does to me. last night when robbie woke up and we were up at all hours of the night, neither one of us complained, argued about how to handle anything, or got frustrated. we handled everything calmly and how, i believe, we were supposed to handle everything. as a partnership, as a team. i realized we were truly meant to be parents and partners. it's unbelievable how much these tiny humans depend on us for everything. for comfort, for food, for taking care of them when they are sick. it's hard when they are so young because they can't communicate to us, i'm sure even then, having a sick child isn't any easier on your heart. every time i think, "oh man, i'm so tired", it reminds me, don't complain, don't even think about it. i was doing what was necessary to take care of lia and that should never ever be something to complain about.
i feel like my responsibility as a mom is so much more important than anything on earth. there is a total purpose in everything. we are responsible to make sure lia feels like being sick won't last forever, and until it goes away, i won't allow myself to stop holding her. i love her more and more every day!!!
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