A sick kid
Posted on June 15th, 2010
Life for any mom, working or not, shuts down when her child is sick. I remember feeling so pressured when I was working and I had to just leave it all to take care of her – and taking phone calls at home, trying to sneak work in while taking care of her – it was a mess. It’s a lot easier now, that’s for sure, and no guilt for leaving work or for not being present enough for her.
P’s under the weather. I’m not sure with what (if it was last week’s railing-licking episode), although my husband’s work is currently wiped out with illnesses. Anyway, she is imperious, cranky, but (mercifully) sleepy. Yesterday, she took a four hour nap. This morning, she woke up with me at 8 AM, and instead of yelling out that she wants to watch Sesame Street, she was content to drink milk in (my) bed (yes, we do still use certain cups that allow for that – don’t judge!) and read books. Last night, she refused to eat dinner for the second night in a row.
Ordinarily, I get stir crazy after a few hours. We live smack in the middle of our city’s arts district, and there is so much to do and see right outside. Yesterday was a beautiful day (cloudy but no rain, comfortable temps), and we spent the whole thing inside – by the time my husband got home and we ate, I was in no condition to go out, either. Today looks like more of the same.
On the plus side, I should get some writing done – especially if I get another four hour nap from her! (I even took a nap yesterday – it was heavenly.)