It’s Christmas Day night as I write this blog and M is downstairs in bed, sick. Over several hours this afternoon, he developed a fever, sore throat, and became very pale & tired. This is only the second time that he’s been with us when he’s gotten sick. (The other happened to be the flu on Thanksgiving Day a few years back…I’m glad there’s no puking involved today!)
These are one of the days that I wish my mommy wand worked! No, I’m not his biological mom, but I think we all understand the metaphor! When I was a teenager and I was sick, or sad, or upset about something my mom always told me that she wished her mommy wand would still work. This is the apparent ability that moms have to make everything better when their kids are younger. As kids grow older, the “wand” stops working. Problems get bigger, emotions get stronger, and its hard to make everything seem “ok” for their kids.
Tonight, is one of those nights when I wish I had an actual “mommy wand”. I wish I could take my doodie’s fever away. I wish I could make his throat stop hurting. I wish I could take away the fear of maybe going to the dr tomorrow. Having a sick kid is one of the most helpless feelings as a parent.
So, here’s hoping that he feels better in the morning and my prayers to God tonight work! Merry Christmas!