Labour Day

Labour day ain't exactly a day where I can easily rest my feets up and laze whole day. Though its a public holiday, the role of a mom never stops. And to add on, Ames fell ill too.

I have this fear, especially the nights when fever hit on the kid. You know, the darkness and the quietness of the night is already quite a fear. And to add on to a crying and unknown will add to the anxiety attacks.

Ames' feets and hands were very warm. And the scorching forehead made it even worse. It read 38.8 on the thermometer. I had to sponge Ames and also stand his uneasiness cries. He rolled over and over the bed, climbed the bed up and down, cried when carried, pushed away when carried. All these events took place at 3am! Just have to tell myelf to bite tight and things would get better. I wasn't good at this nurse role but I got to DO IT!

Thankfully, we always have the support of family. Coming from a big family background helps. There's always grandparents, aunties and many help to distribute the anxiety. When Ames is too hard for me to handly solely, I can share the difficult times with the other participants in this family chain :) At least I don't get too stress or suffer a nerve breaking moments on my own.

Now as he lies on the bed to rest for speedy recovery, I think this sick period allows Ames to understand and feel love from his family. Oh yes, to add to it, Ames had a skin tear on his little right big toe. The door accidentally rolled on his little big toe. But he was using that little redness to tell everyone that he is in pain always to get sympathy. Little boy asking for sympathy? Can you imagine his big eyes and pouting lips to show "pain pain"?

Showing his "pain pain" toe...??