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Tonight I find myself talking to the baby monitor.

"Please go to sleep. Please go to sleep. Please go to sleep."

But, he doesn't listen. Tonight, the baby tosses and turns, fusses and cries. He is already setting the tone for the night.

"Don't get too comfortable, Mom." There will be little sleep in the following hours. Tonight, E and I will be partying with the crickets. And, tonight, I embrace that.

I am tired. I am exhausted. These last couple weeks have been draining. But, tonight, my baby is sick. It's probably just a cold, but he's snotty, miserable and running a fever. He needs me, and I will be there.

I'm a bear without sleep. I love sleep, and I need it - just ask the hubs. Fluffy, soft blankets pile atop our bed. Five feathery pillows fill my side. There are few things better than snuggling beneath the covers for some uninterrupted Z's.

Usually, I dread these nights when the kids won't sleep. I feel it's an intrusion on my precious quiet time. I'm all about sharing, but I don't want to share my nights. Save that for daylight hours.

But, when our kids are sick and our kids need us, we forget about ourselves. We are given the strength to run on minimal minutes of sleep. We are given just enough patience not to lose our sanity. We are given the gift of unconditional love. And, we are given caffeine. Lots and lots of caffeine.

So, tonight, I doubt I will sleep, and tomorrow, I will probably be a bear. But, I am a Mommy. I will hold my baby tight rocking him for hours on end, and I will sing him lullaby after lullaby until he can find rest. We care, and we love, and we do the best we can. Sleep, sweet baby, sleep.

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