hopes for a new year

We have been very fortunate not to have any very serious medical situations with our son. Still, the most difficult and painful part of being a dad I find, is seeing him sick and in discomfort. I cannot count the number of times he has fallen ill with milder or more sever colds and ailments by now, but I do not seem to get used to it (neither do I seem to stop getting sick myself as well). We have spent so many days at home trying to do fun things while feeling under the weather, so many nights coughing and with a blocked nose trying to sleep. The days are manageable but the nights are the worst. One night recently our son woke up, sat up in bed and called out for dad. I’m here I told him, whereupon he said pappa, det går inte bra nu, daddy, things are not going well now. I can still feel my powerlessness when I think about it, think about his discomfort while trying to soothe him, comfort him, help him to go back to sleep.

Maybe this is an odd post to write on a New Year’s Eve, but I hope next year will see our son happy and healthy without too many challenging ailments. And the same I wish to all of you too. Happy New Year.

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