3:30 a.m. Mind whirling, thinking, planning, worrying, holding me just out of reach of sleep.
Too much to think about? Too many things going on? World problems that need solving? Probably, but that’s not in the cards tonight. Tonight it is simply some mother’s intuition.
3:35 a.m. Crying, whimpering, hollering.
mommy
My only thing to think about becomes the reason for that crying. All the things going on become the earache, stuffy nose, and coughing. And my world problem shrinks down to the boogery sad mess that is now in my arms looking for comfort and someone to make it all go away.
Live, Love, Teach 
Great slice, Kim – I hate these nights and I hate the worry of being a mom. 😦 You captured the essence of a mother’s intuition well here. Great slice.
I agree.. You captured it. I think even just as a woman- we are natural born multitasking, analyzers and problem solvers. We carry the weight of the world on our shoulders. And then enters this little person (persons) that just steal our hearts away. I heard a quote before something like…”I used to wear my heart on my sleeve, now it just runs around outside my body as my two year old..”
Yes, you said it well…and think of the comfort that boogery sad mess felt in your arms. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/
Just know we could be “sitting” right there with you…anytime you want
Yes the most important thing to worry about is your little girl, at that point nothing else matters. It’s funny how the things you used to worry about simply don’t seem as important anymore.