In Sickness and In Health

I suppose this goes for children as well as spouses. For no matter how sick my husband gets OR my little one gets, I am there to hold, to care for. And poor little Charlie is sick. He has finally stopped the diarrhea, but the mucusy cough is still present. Poor baby. It's bad enough as an adult to have that grossness in your throat, because at least WE can cough it up. He doesn't know what to do with it.
But, I suppose the biggest indicator that Charlie is sick is his sleeping. Amazingly, he is sleeping for an hour at a time or longer during the day. Today, one nap was over 2 hours! This from the little boy who only needs 30-45 minutes at a time.
However, now that Charlie has learned to roll over from his back to his tummy, his night sleeping has been less than stellar, since he thinks that the first thing to do when you lay him down is to flip over. I would have no problem with that, but Charlie does not then flip himself back over once he realizes that he is quite unhappy on his tummy. If he exerted as much energy to trying to get back to his back, as he did to crying, he would be back over in no time. Alas, as is the nature of our spirited child, that is not the case, and we listen to him cry for long periods at night.
And speaking of sleep, Jason and I just remarked to each other today, that we found it amusing how now the idea of getting to sleep to 7am is something we wish for. How different our lives are. We feel it's important that Charlie fit into our schedule, while giving him what he needs. He needs his naps and his early bedtime, but we need to still run errands, and we like to go out to eat. So we work around his schedule, without being a slave to it. It's demanding, and tough, but necessary. After all, he's our child and therefore, our life.
The "our" now is three, and despite contrary belief, three does not make a third wheel, and instead completes our circle.