I woke up to the sound of Mason crying, glanced at the clock because I had absolutely no idea how long I had been asleep. Its 3:30AM and I just put him down an hour ago, and I think to myself, "what is it now?" I slowly get up, put my slippers on, and rub my eyes as I walk into his room. I pick him up and realize he has spit up all over himself and his bedding. I get him naked, wash him off, put fresh pajamas on, change the blankets, and sit down to rock him back to sleep. Then I realize his nose is so stuffed he can barely breath, so I take a deep breath and go get the suction bulb. Anyone who has ever tried to suction a baby's nose realizes this is no fun task, especially at 3:30 in the morning. Despite the screaming and flailing of his arms, I get his nose cleared out. He takes one deep breath, and instantly falls asleep in my arms. I sit down in the glider thinking to myself, "I'll just rock him for 5 minutes to make sure he is sound asleep".
As I am sitting there, I can hear my husband and dogs sound asleep in the rooms next to me, and not another sound in the world except the slow deep breathing of Mason in my arms. I look at Mason and he is grinning from ear to ear while he is sleeping, and my heart is filled with complete joy. That is why millions of moms get out of bed at all hours of the night...not out of duty or obligation, but love. In that moment, as you see that sweet smile, you know he is completely content and you realize that you will always do whatever it takes to make your child's world perfect again.
Even though I look forward to the day that Mason starts sleeping through the night and I wake up feeling refreshed rather than exhausted, I will miss those sweet moments that can only happen in the quiet hours of the morning.
This tired mom is headed back to bed with a smile on her face.....