Sick Kids

Tis the season...

sneeze... "bless you".
cough... "make sure you cover".
"My belly hurts"... Oh lord..."hurry to the bathroom" and "where's your father?!" oh that's right, he's sick in bed too.
CRAP...literally "mommy I pooped diarrhea".

Great another cold and flu season and I am healthy. I mean I am thankful but what I wouldn't give for a minor cold and someone to tell me to stay in bed all day and wait on me hand and foot... HAHAHAHA- YEAH RIGHT!

2am- daddy working at the firehouse (0f course) Liv up coughing/gagging. I know what's coming... I jump out of bed and run circles around my room into the bathroom, whip open the closet and grab the first thing that will catch my little girl's puke. Tampons strewn across the floor but apparently the box is not super absorbent like the tampons are.

Liv is done getting sick. I settle her on the floor with an appropriate container while I change the sheets, which by the way I love doing at 3am, especially our king sized bed. Billy has not answered his cell phone. I know it is 3am and he is working but if I am up he should be too. But just like when the kids were babies he is sound asleep... I fall back to sleep sitting up, holding the pink bucket as close to Olivia's mouth as possible without disturbing her.
7am- Bill home, Liv up and at'em like nothing happened. Bill asking why I called him 5 times last night and after I explain the ordeal he says, "well she seems to be feeling better now". argggghhhh
I on the other hand need 3 Motrin for my stiff back, a large cup of coffee and a can of Lysol to disinfect my bedroom from the smell of sickness.

Ever been driving and hear your kid sneeze and KNOW it is one of those "blow snot down your face" kind of sneezes? I turn to look at Liam for a brief second and panic sets in... 2 "shoe strings" coming out of Liam's nose. Ever try to teach your 18 month old how to wipe his own nose while driving at 55mph? I hand Liam a tissue and tell him to wipe his nose. I glance back and he is wiping.... the snot all over his face. No where to pull over and now I feel bad because the snot is creeping toward his mouth. Liam doesn't seem to mind as he sticks his fingers in his snot to explore it. Oh well, chalk it up to a tactile learning experience for him.

Now, I don't know about anyone else's husband but mine is the BIGGEST BABY when he is sick. Probably because he rarely gets sick but once or twice a year when it happens, the world is coming to an end....
"I hate being sick"
Oh that's right, because everyone else enjoys it....
"my head, my back, my throat, my stomach... "
"just go lay down and I'll bring you some juice, the remote and keep the kids quiet".
"no, I'm fine..." as he waddles off to the bedroom.
2 days in bed and he's fine. Kids are healthy and guess who feels like death warmed over?!
I drag myself out of bed- box of tissues, cold medicine and jar of Vaseline (for my nose to avoid looking like Rudolph) in hand to the kitchen where everyone seems to be having a good old time.
Bill: "Are you okay?"
Me: "Do I look okay?"
Bill: "you'll be okay- the cold only lasts a couple days. I'll try to be home early from work" as he heads towards the door.
Me: " I hate you"
Bill: "what?"
Me: "I said, I love you" with a big fake, I want to kill you smile
Bill smiles genuinely, blows me a kiss and is off.

"mama hungry"

"mommy, come play with me"

24/7- no vacation time, no sick days, very little pay.... Always a MOM :)