It's 2 am and am trying to fall asleep.
Luca woke up half an hour ago requesting to visit the bathroom and perhaps I reacted too slowly, he wet his pajamas.
It's a first for me as the mother usually tends to his bathroom needs while I continue to sleep but this time round it is my responsibility to tend to the boy because mummy has fallen ill.
I grabbed a set of pajamas of two different colours which didn't match. Why bother since it was bed time and not some fashion show. (For those who know me, my colour coordination is pretty poor and I never cared) Got him a new piece of diaper and sent him straight back to sleep.
Failed. The boy wanted mickey mouse clubhouse - on television.
He knows my weakness and thus was given minutes to catch a glimpse of his favourite rodent.
Only after fast forwarding the show could I get him to sleep.
Tossing and turning I had to pat him to sleep.
Tiring. A mother's job is indeed not easy.
Wishing my wife a speedy recovery so I can quickly get my good night's sleep.
