Stress Over Tears

The flu bug that goes around this time of the year had made Tasha one glum little darling. It gave her a bad wet cough, a slight temperature and a runny nose. Not only that, she finds it hard to sleep on her own (which she normally do), and wants to be held all the time instead. She doesnt just whinge if she needs something, but cries with tears rolling down her soft round cheeks. Her cheery smiles are replaced with a sullen look as she fiddles her toys around. Bringing back that gleeful smile and thrilled laughter is our most challenging priority at the moment. Having a sick baby under your roof has another significance. Sleep deprivation. Waking up at weird hours and more than the usual three times sure gives my mood a cranky touch to it. All i can pray now is that this little one get well soon and let me have my precious hours of sleep back. To a better tomorrow.....