Now I understand why they say a lot changes when you become a mother. You don’t just remain the same, something remarkable happens to you, and out of nowhere, you develop superpowers.
I am not a mother but nursing a sick child yesterday made me respect mothers more.
Playing with kids can be fun, I mean nothing could go wrong, right? They’d giggle nonstop, whine, and throw tantrums. It's always heartwarming to see them do their “Baby” thing effortlessly.
This is the beautiful aspect of taking care of babies, but yesterday I saw the not-so-pleasant side.
My goddaughter and her mum are both sick. I went over to their house to take care of them since they were the only ones at home.
Usually, when my goddaughter falls ill, I go over to see how she is doing and help her mum with some errands, but yesterday it was me against two sick people. An adult and a baby. How was my experience? Heartbreaking!
Yesterday, I got to experience firsthand what it means to care for a sick child and honestly, I just want to crawl into bed and cry all day.
I stared at my goddaughter several times, it broke my heart watching her groan in pain. At that moment, I wished I could take away all the pain she was feeling, I mean, I am an adult and I could deal with such pain but not my little princess.
Was her head hurting? Was it her nose? or legs? I just couldn’t tell, but I knew she was hurting somewhere.
All I could do was give her her medication and rock her, no that wasn’t enough! I wanted to take away the one thing that was hindering her from being happy but ladies and gentlemen, I couldn’t, I just couldn’t. I’m no magician.
They had seen a pediatrician the previous day, and they were given some medication. I gave them to her but she was crying nonstop because of the taste of the medicine and how uncomfortable she was.
I gave her the medication and I wanted to see the result ASAP. I wanted her to be strong again and scatter the living room with her toys and drive her mum crazy.
I couldn’t watch her cry, her mum was too weak to do anything, meaning I was in charge of nursing the both of them.
The medication took a while before it started working, and when it started working, she became calmer.
Yesterday will forever be a memorable day for me, a day when I was completely helpless.
Having experienced nursing a child, I concluded that I have so much to learn about motherhood and mothers deserve their flowers, any day, any time!
The moment you become a mother you’ve signed up for not just being strong for yourself but for everyone else.
So, I’m throwing this question out here. Mothers, how do you all do it? How do you manage your emotions when your baby falls ill? Where do you draw strength from? I’ll love to read your thoughts in the comment section.
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