The days leading up to Mother's Day this year were interesting. I woke up Thursday with pinkeye. I dropped the kids at school, rushed to Urgent Care, and was back in class teaching by second period. I was very good, never touched my eye, and became BFFs with the hand sanitizer.
Friday my class went to see the Terra Cotta Warriors at the Pacific Science Center. It was pretty cool, but I struggled to stay awake during the IMAX video. By 3 pm I was not feeling good at all. Once at home I had fever accompanied by body aches and chills. Eventually, I was in bed with the fireplace going, with an additional 2 blankets and I was still shivering. I went to sleep with a fever of 101.7. The virus came on fast and furious. I now have an even greater sympathy for the two kids this week who told me they didn't feel well and thought they might have fevers. One was near tears. I understand buddy. I understand!
Saturday--fever, sore throat, eye crusted with pinkeye. I rallied and took Eileen to her t-ball game cause moms are boss. Dave was going to take Robin and Linus to swim lessons. By the time I got home, Linus was running a fever. Linus and I spent the day sick with fevers. I did manage to binge watch "13 Reasons Why" and read my People magazine.
Sunday, glorious Sunday. My children woke me with cards and breakfast in bed. Eileen was so excited for me to read her card. Unfortunately, my eye was glued shut and I had to wait for someone to bring me a tissue. I got a lovely card from Eileen, a card and picture frame from Linus. I had placed my breakfast order the night before and Dave followed accordingly. I proceeded to spend the morning watching "Bridget Jones' Baby" and last night's SNL. I saw my kids occasionally throughout the morning for hugs. My fever was gone, my sore throat manageable. Dave took the kids out for a lunch and I slowly made my way out the door. I walked through Target by myself and then enjoyed an amazing 90 minute massage. In my absence, Linus' fever came back.
The massage gave me renewed energy and I decided to go back in mom mode for a little while. Dave looked exhausted.
I attempted a few selfies. Selfies are not my strong suit. Apparently I'm a mom of zombies.
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| I could not convince Eileen to take a picture with her mouth closed. |
Dave was so tired he fell asleep on the couch. I could have made him get up and fix dinner, but I let him sleep instead. I knew Dave didn't realize that the brownies he planned to make actually take 45 minutes to bake, or the roasted brussel sprout salad required him to prep and actually roast the brussel sprouts, and the bread baked at a different temp than sprouts. Moms think ahead. Moms plan. Moms see what needs to be done and do it. Dave had handled a lot during the day and I've made this dinner before. Just because it's my day off doesn't mean I'm not still a mom to the core. Besides I had Robin by my side as sous baker.
The kids gave me the greatest gift ever. No one complained about dinner. Eileen even took several bites of the salad. After eating, I took a shower and commenced with relaxing while Dave cleaned up, took out the garbage and recycling, and put kids to bed. Robin needed extra coaxing. Dave brought me warm brownies and vanilla ice cream, my favorite.
I love this family of mine. I love that Robin today could not get dressed because he was "hugging mama," or that some of them where "backwards hugs." I love that Linus really tried to be loving towards me today and Eileen still chooses me first to be the one to put her to bed. I love that I have a husband who is my true partner, and lets me take time for myself.
I love my family, but sometimes I love a day off just a wee bit more. Thanks family for loving me enough to let that happen.
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