BABY FEVER

It's amazing how quickly we forget about morning sickness, nights of uncomfortable sleep with the ever expanding belly, and the pains of actual labor. It's all washed away when that little bundle of joy makes his/her appearance for the first time. Just when you think your life is complete, you leave the hospital and head home to do it all yourself. You wonder, "HOW WILL I DO IT?" The truth is somehow you do, you cope through the midnight feedings, the sleepless nights, the crying that breaks your heart when you have no idea what could be wrong, somehow, you make it!

Then one day, you wake up and realize that little bundle of joy is sitting at the kitchen table with you, throwing the place mats on the floor saying, "no, no", and dancing along (guitar in hand) with the "Imagination Movers" on Disney. You realize, they are no longer babies, they are little people.

I realized last night just how much I miss my sweet baby boy. Jack told me he was ready for "nite nite", ushered me to his room and lead me through his bedtime routine. Although, I knew it was too early, I obliged and placed him in his crib. Not surprising, he cried out for me less than 5 minutes later. When I reached his room he was pointing toward his music saying, "ock, ock". As his mother, I thought I should know immediately what he wanted, but I was puzzled. Finally, I realized he was saying, "ROCK", and actually pointing at the rocking chair. We haven't rocked in the chair for quite some time as part of his routine, but I enjoyed every second of cradling him and rocking him until he feel asleep. At that moment, I was anxious once again for the morning sickness, the sleepless nights, the labor pains, the midnight feedings, etc. I was anxious to love that little bundle of joy once again. I guess that's what they call BABY FEVER!