The day that no parent wants to deal with is the day their baby seems to be ill but can not articulate it to you. That was C.J. today. She slept, she was fidgety, she was cranky and then she cried her little self to sleep. I will tell you it is the most helpless I had ever felt in life not being able to quickly decipher what the problem was.
At one pint during the night I held her and she was comfortable enough to fall asleep in my arms. The problem was that it was around bath time and I knew she would have to be awaken. The daddy in me exuded from me quickly and I suggested to Shatema that she let her sleep a little longer. Mommy said that will not happen and she proceeded to give her a bath so she could get her to bed. I wanted to stop her but mother knows best.
I will say this feeling helpless is something I do not want to become familiar with. I mean C.J. was fighting through whatever but daddy wanted to be the one to ease any pain or discomfort she was going through. I will have you know the thing that kept her quiet the most today was football. Which mommy could not believe but daddy just smiled.
Hopefully she will sleep through the night and feel a little more like herself tomorrow. If not daddy will be there to comfort her when she beckons him. As Michael Jackson said, "Just call my name and I'll be there, I'll be there to protect you too C.J." As I leave you as always, remember to pray because prayer changes things.
P.S. feel better C.J.!!!!
