All is Well

Today is a new day! I have a new perspective. Yesterday was a minor nightmare and I felt like everything was sooo difficult. It is easy to forget the impact a week of illness can have on us Moms, by Friday I was done!

Last Friday afternoon HC woke, from her nap, with a stomach bug but by that evening she was fine. Then Tuesday morning JB had his episode and that was followed by Hubby having his on Wednesday. Even though HC and JB had their major symptoms on the day of the bug - the days that followed were filled with whining, complaining, and wanting my attention. It was draining.

On Wednesday I felt like I may be on the stomach bug to-do list but I kept saying "I can't be sick - we have family photos on Friday and we can't miss them." We had already paid our deposit and would not get our money back. At the very least we could have made the picture day a Mommy/Daddy picture day. So, I held it together.

By Friday morning I was exhausted from the weeks events. The morning was full of one thing after another going down hill. The little things were wearing me down. Friday afternoon I began feeling the symptoms of the stomach bug and by that evening it was evident that it was now my turn to be sick. I know this isn't the most interesting topic for posting but this is more of a journaling post than entertaining. This was our first illness we've passed to everyone in our home. Thankfully it is a 24 hour bug, but I think JB and I take a little more time to recover than Steve and HC. They seem to bounce back a lot sooner than we do! Anyway, I think it is good to have a little bug every 10 years or so. It helps us remember the affects these bugs can have on us and to realize the recovery can last longer than it appears on the surface. Even when we appear to have recovered, there can still be little rumblings going on.

Thankfully, Steve was home Friday night by the time I was waning and JB was finally back to full strength. So, once I feel 100% again we are all done with the ickies! Another good thing is that, since I was the last one to be sick, everyone else knew to give me space. In the past, when I've had a headache or something the kids just did not get the fact that I needed to be alone. All that to say, I realize today that yesterday wasn't nearly as devastating as it seemed to be. I was just falling apart a teeny bit! :)