Remember those sick days when you were a kid? Curled up on the couch under your favorite blanket, on your favorite pillow? Watching a stack of your favorite movies or tv shows or sleeping as much as you wanted? Sucking on a box full on popsicles or sipping on the always full glass of juice by your side? Having mom or dad check on you and bring you chicken noodle soup if you were up to eating? Maybe stroking your hair or helping you to and from the bathroom if the case may require?
That is not what my day was like yesterday, but oh how I missed those days! I woke up at 5 am with a horrible stomach ache and knew it was going to be a mommy sick day. Of course I still had to get up when James started calling for me at around 7:15, but I hadn't been sleeping anyway, so I got up. But then I felt worse...ugh. I had to get him breakfast, double ugh. I sent Ryan off to work and about 10 second later was throwing up in the kitchen sink...lovely. Then I had to go back to feeding James his breakfast. That just does not seem right. Once I had him fed and cleaned up I got him some toys and curled up in the fetal position on the couch. I had to make a run for the bathroom about every 5 minutes and James kept needing attention for this or that, but I was alive, barely. Then beth woke up. I had to get her breakfast, ugh again. We made it through and she helped entertain James, but she kept needing things too, so every time I got comfortable I would have to get up to get something or reach something for her or unlock the gate to upstairs so they could go play. And every time I got dizzy and more nauseated. Not to mention to occasional diaper changes, I really would have rather died, but I couldn't exactly leave my kids in their waste all day...But at least I wasn't losing quiet so much fluid at this point. We all went upstairs at one point and I got to be pretty comfortable on the couch for a whole 20 minutes or so while the kids played, that was nice. I had to make mac and cheese for lunch, definitely not my favorite part of the day, but they ate it and I managed to keep down a piece of toast so things were looking up. Then it was nap time. Glorious nap time. James went down, then about 20 minutes later Beth went down and then I did too and got a whole hour and 15 minutes sleep I think. that was really great. But then I had to get up again. *sigh* I was feeling a little better, but I could seriously have slept at least 3 more hours. My house looked like a complete tornado and all 3 of us were still in our pajamas (well my kids weren't wearing any pants at this point) and Beth had yogurt in her hair so her bang her all stiff and it was nasty, but there just wasn't anything I could handle doing about any of that. I did my best to keep the kids entertained from my perch on the couch, but they got pretty stir crazy and I had to move to the floor a few times to try and keep them from going nuts. It was a LONG day. Finally daddy made it home around 5:30 and brought dinner so that I wouldn't have to cook again, thank you daddy! the kids were glad to get food and a little attention, although daddy has a sore neck so he couldn't play much either, poor kids. Anyway, we kept the kids entertained for a while, I mustered up the energy to scrub the major grime off of both of them and off to bed they went. After a decent nights sleep I feel better today, still not 100% but better than yesterday at least. I'm sure my kids will still be bored stiff today because I don't think i'll be playing very hard yet, but I might just take a shower today. Woohoo!
On the happy side yesterday, Beth was very sweet to me. She kept bringing me blankets and stuffed animals, because that's what helps her feel better. And she would occasionally stroke my hair for a minute or two and ask if it helped me feel better. She was really quite concerned about me all day. What a sweety. My friend Emily also saved my life by bringing me a bag full of gatorade. I had nothing in my house I could even think of drinking and was becoming quickly dehydrated. Thanks Emy, you are the best!
So overall, it was not my favorite day. But its just one of those things you have to survive as a mommy. Thank goodness for sweet cute kids that make being a mommy worth it!