The results of that tube will determine whether or not his brain will be affected for life, and you’ll desperately daven, in a way that you’ve never davened in your life
They don’t tell you that every morning, your heart will hurt. Each child will take a piece of your being as they leave that front door. You’ll want them gone, want them to each be entertained and taken care of so you can have a few hours’ break, and then you’ll wonder if it’s just you or if every mother feels this way.
Every day, you’ll attempt to give them everything; to them, even the world will never be enough. Their emotional tanks will feel like a bottomless pit, and you won’t allow yourself the indulgence to believe that those pits will ever be filled.
It’ll be a constant struggle to move that self-critical part to the back burner, to let the negativity slide off of you, to remind yourself that yes, you’re indeed a good mother; that yes, you’re trying your best; that yes, for now, that’s good enough.
Here are some things they don’t tell you about being a mother of a child with measles.
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