Plan whatever you want. Add things to your calendar. Wake up on time, workout and take a shower. But that moment when your child wakes up with a fever, pow, your schedule is no more.
Suddenly plans get cancelled. The doctor's office is called. Your child wants only you. He cries until you hold him. You can feel his fever through your clothes.
You know exactly what to do. Medicine, doctor's appointment scheduled and lots of cuddles commences. It takes a while to get here.
When my son was a baby, all fevers scared me. I would lose my cool on the phone as I waited for the nurse. But now, I know what to do. As my son sat on the doctor's table sitting in his diaper, he could hear that babies in the rooms around us crying. We chatted about when he was a baby how he would cry but he doesn't have to worry.
I told him what the doctor was going to do. We whisper-sang his favorite songs and bumped elbows back and forth playing with each other.
My son is growing up so fast. He is full of new words and questions. As he grows, my confidence level in parenthood grows too. I know his little tells, how to make him laugh before he gets scared and ways to make him eat and rest. I also know how to feel confident when something happens and my plans become unraveled.