Oh My - Call the Police!

Because it should be illegal for parents to get sick. Especially moms. There is something so inherently UNFAIR about feeling miserable, missing time with your family, and then having to reconstruct your household when you are better, isn't there? I started running a fever on Wednesday, and have been sick ever since! Troy has done a great job of taking care of the kids - I mean, they're clean, they've had all their meals, and they go to bed every night after brushing their teeth. However, there are about 4 loads of laundry piled up around the house that need to be folded and put away - and they're only clean because at various points during my illness I crawled into the laundry room with the hamper full of dirty clothes and tossed them in the washer. The dishes need to be done; the trash needs to go out; we need fresh fruit and veggies; the 'business' side of keeping the house needs to be done - bills, mail, phone calls, etc.; we have appointments that we still have to keep - Graham has an evaluation by the school district tomorrow morning, and his OT appointment on Friday. On top of all this, I'm helping with VBS at church this week. Honestly I was feeling so yucky today that it just meant that I was a conscious, alive adult - I wasn't good for much else. But, I'm feeling better - I was able to actually eat something today! Food! Yay! Hopefully I'll be back to 100% in a few days. In the meantime, I am kind of enjoying all the pretty pictures that the boys draw for me to cheer me up, and being able to say "Babe? Can you...?" Troy had the day off of work today, and it is our anniversary, so we enjoyed going out to dinner (the boys were with Grandma and Grandpa) and then just being at home and relaxing. But all that relaxing and dining wore me out, so now I'm back in bed while Troy is picking up the kids. It has been awhile since I've been posting on here (sorry sorry sorry!) so I am using this time constructively before getting two very sleepy little boys in the jammies and off to bed. I think bedtime has to be one of my favorite times of the day - and no, not because they're asleep! I like putting them to bed - the snuggling, comfy clothes, nice and quiet mood around the house. I love the bedtime stories and songs, the cuddles, the requests for "just one more hug, mom" and Gabriel's recent phase of "Mom, I love you so much I can't let you go!" or Graham's requests for "Mom can you sleep in my room this night?" There is something about bedtime that just makes me feel like even if I lost my temper, or gave in and let them spend too much time on the TV because I wanted to be on the computer for longer, the day was pretty good - and we all know that we love each other very much. Here they are - Gabriel: "We got new Batman toys"; Graham: "Acid can burn you". Apparently Grandpa was telling them about Batman and Two-Face. Excellent bedtime material.