A weird cry came from my son’s room on Monday night. Followed by screaming — that grew in intensity.

I got him out of his crib to try to soothe him but he wouldn’t let me hold him closely. This wasn’t like him.

My husband and I were slightly concerned at first — could it be teeth? Overtired? We did have a fun filled day with my sister, niece and nephew. Our normally laid-back, chill baby was a mess, on the floor screaming. We tried a new diaper, water, a snack — nothing helped, something was wrong.

"We are going to the hospital," I told Kyle as I threw a few things in the diaper bag before running out the door. My husband threw on a coat and was steps behind me.

Declan cried all the way to the hospital, wiggling in his seat and he seemed so uncomfortable. We burst into the waiting room, howling baby in tow and they took us in right away.

Triage was awful; they needed to get a blood pressure reading. Yeah, sorry lady, not gonna happen tonight. Declan acted like the finger clamp was a torture device.

By the time we got back into the room and the nurse had examined him and we went over his symptoms and I expressed concerns about kidney and bladder problems that run in my family. They hooked him up to a U-Bag (urine bag).

Declan handled the procedure well, he laid on the bed sprawled out like a little fryer chicken. They brought him a big cup of juice and, for a kid who doesn’t drink juice, he was in heaven. As we played the pee pee waiting game, he hung out on the bed (no pun intended) and played with some toys.

The magic happened, they ran some tests and he was cleared to go. Regular pain meds prescribed and a long night in the ER, and for nothing but peace of mind.

Is that enough? When is something more than nothing? When you have your child very uncharacteristically screaming, how do you react? Is it a mother’s natural reaction to go to worst-case scenario?

This is the second time we have rushed to the ER and been told to go home and keep him comfortable. Are we anxious first parents? I have almost nine years of nanny experience and I feel like I’ve seen it all.

When is a rash something more? When does a head bump deserve a ride to the hospital? It is better to err on the side of caution or to wait it out at home? Personally, I do not like going to the doctor; I will stay home and attempt to feel better but when it comes to my child I rush to the decision to get him checked out by a professional.

This being a mom thing still feels so new to me; he is my son and I do not want him to be in pain. Sometimes, I feel like we are still one, if I could take away all of the bumps, bruises and scrapes I would.

Sure, the bill is going to be the biggest pain of the whole night but at least I know that my son is all right. A mother’s peace of mind is priceless as far as I am concerned.