Baby sick = Mama cries

Oh my god, there are a hundred million things I wish I knew before I got pregnant. I wish I knew that sleepless nights lasted longer than 2 weeks (more like 2 years). I wish I knew about colic, reflux and gripe long before it all came along. I wish I knew that teething was the endless blight of all parents worldwide, but most of all, I wish I knew what the eff to do when my little one got sick.
After waking up this morning from a stellar weekend, it seemed that mummy was not the only one who had overdone it. My poor little bub has a cold- a runny nose, a slight temperature and a grumpy disposition (which I would usually write down as teething). But today felt different. I could see that Baby M wasn't interested in his food, and that no matter what position I put him down in, he demanded to be held....no scratch that, he demanded to be cuddled like a little koala bear. As his mama, there is nothing more that I love than a love fest orientated cuddle. But when you see your little one feeling like sh*t, all the cuddles in the world won't make the grip around your heart loosen. I have to keep reminding myself that this is another hurdle in the epic adventure they call motherhood, and that like everything else, we will get through it together. You never realise how much control you lose over things like this when you become a mother. Pre baby, its easy to control where you will go, what you will eat, what job you take and who your friends are. But if its anything that being a mama has taught me, you cant control when your baby cries, you cant control the world around him, and you cant control the moment when he gets sick. This is crazy, and I know I'm not the first mama to feel a little helpless when your little one grizzles and tosses and turns when he sleeps. I just hope that tomorrow is better than today, and in the meantime, I will make sure that the cuddles don't stop. Ever.