You know, there are some things about being a mommy that just melt your heart. They are those "moments" between you and your child where you just breathe and thank God for choosing YOU to take care of this wonderful creature. Even amidst all the madness.
Because there is plenty of that.
LB ran a fever all weekend long. When Monday morning rolled around, I took her to the doctor who diagnosed her with a sinus infection. After a couple of days on her antibiotic, she is a different child. As Chris said at the dinner table the other night, "We've got Lily back!"
Rewind to Monday morning. As we were waiting for the doctor to come in the exam room, LB felt really crummy. You know that lethargic feeling they get when they feel lousy? She had it.
She couldn't stop coughing, her eyes were all puffy and she just felt bad. So she put her head in my lap, and I started singing this song I made up when she was a baby. You're going to laugh, but it's to the tune of Ernie's "Rubber Duckie" song on Sesame Street. It says, "Lily Baker, you're the one. You make mommy's life so fun..." and on it goes.
So I started singing it - very softly in the exam room so the mother in the room next to me wouldn't beat on the wall begging me to stop, - and stroking her hair. Kids on both sides of our room where screaming their lungs out (shots I'm thinking). And in a moment I looked down, and she was sound asleep.
That's when I was filled with emotion at what being a mommy really means. My lousy, off-key singing put her to sleep. Because I am her mommy. God gave me the ability to do that.
How do I know this? Because any other child would have said, "Knock it off, please! I feel bad enough without having to hear you sing that song."
But to my kid?
It was music to her ears.
Thank you God for giving mommies these special moments. Thank you that we are so far from perfect, but our kids have no clue. Thank you for giving us the ability to soothe them, even with off-key tunes.