I have been tired before, but this was simply ridiculous. Sleep deprived and unable to focus, I haven't felt myself lately to be able to post. Children having colds are irritable, but infants having colds are a nightmare! It may come across as insensitive to those who don't have kids yet. Be patient, your time will come too. There is a reason why colds are called, common!
It does sound insensitive, because here is a tiny, frail, (helpless, yet not so helpless) infant whose wee little nose is congested with goo. She can't breathe properly, can't feed properly and most importantly can't sleep properly. She is miserable, and she lets you know it. Common colds make the best of us miserable. But now the tables are turned. You are the mother, the ultimate caretaker. The epitome of love and goodness. I don't know why mothers are perceived to be saintlike. Hardly feel saintly though. It takes a good amount of self-control to not scream in frustration, when you are not able to sleep too, feel overworked and overtired, and the incessant crying just gets to you. You feel like the whole world is going to collapse around you. Like the world is completely dark.
Just then, the sun comes out. The cold tides over, and you have a manageable baby once again. Not just manageable, something you had almost given up as 'not gonna happen this week', happens. Your baby looks at you, recognizes you, and gives you the most heartwarming smile that melts, literally melts you. There is nothing, and I mean nothing, better in this whole world than your own baby smiling at you. All the hard work and fruitless first couple of weeks seem to be worth it. Just when you think that you can't take it anymore, you get the fuel for going on.
In the end, it pays to go by Mr. Aamir Khan's mantra in '3 Idiots', "Aal ij well"!!!
It does sound insensitive, because here is a tiny, frail, (helpless, yet not so helpless) infant whose wee little nose is congested with goo. She can't breathe properly, can't feed properly and most importantly can't sleep properly. She is miserable, and she lets you know it. Common colds make the best of us miserable. But now the tables are turned. You are the mother, the ultimate caretaker. The epitome of love and goodness. I don't know why mothers are perceived to be saintlike. Hardly feel saintly though. It takes a good amount of self-control to not scream in frustration, when you are not able to sleep too, feel overworked and overtired, and the incessant crying just gets to you. You feel like the whole world is going to collapse around you. Like the world is completely dark.
Just then, the sun comes out. The cold tides over, and you have a manageable baby once again. Not just manageable, something you had almost given up as 'not gonna happen this week', happens. Your baby looks at you, recognizes you, and gives you the most heartwarming smile that melts, literally melts you. There is nothing, and I mean nothing, better in this whole world than your own baby smiling at you. All the hard work and fruitless first couple of weeks seem to be worth it. Just when you think that you can't take it anymore, you get the fuel for going on.
In the end, it pays to go by Mr. Aamir Khan's mantra in '3 Idiots', "Aal ij well"!!!
All izz well all izz well darling :)
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