Stay-At-Home

Sounds easier than it is.

I have two toddlers . . . 3 and 1 and half years old. At the risk of sounding self-righteous, we decided I needed to be home with them. Yeah, Justin made more money. And he likes making money . . . I couldn’t care less . . . resulting in Justin having a higher drive in the workplace. I’m not lazy, by any means, but working thyself into long overtime day after day . . . well, I tend to fall asleep standing up, without notice . . . ok, maybe not really, but still, it could happen.

Ok, short version . . . we decided I, being the momma, was best suited at home . . . once we had chitlins. I was okeedokee with this arrangement . . . actually very very happy about it. <see happy face.

I am still super duper uber excited about being blessed to be able to do so . . . mainly by being married to a freak of nature that can work and go to school and keep his head attached to his shoulders in the meantime . . . as well as love me and his kids endlessly . . . this, I have found, is rare among human beings.

But . . . you knew that was coming, didn’t you? BUT . . . I always have to come up with some kind of complaint factor . . . even the score . . . bring it down level, so as not to cause a fairy tale syndrome over my existence . . . or even a really positive syndrome.

But, there are some days that just drag . . . hence, today. Today drug by. It was lovely this morning, so I got out for my daily walk/jog but then it clouded up rapidly and was raining by the time the boys woke up from their naps.

The weather wouldn’t have mattered anyway because they both woke with fevers and coughs.

AWESOME!

But, I won’t complain about that too much because I (meaning me and the boys) had been spared this winter from any fevers. We had a few mild head colds work their way through the household, but no fevers. I’m not even sure when Samuel had a fever last.

And, the dragging sensation is not created by the cold/flu thingy . . . well, in a roundabout way it is . . . but the boys’ constant need to be held and the whiney . . . due to the cold/flu thingy that is hard to handle after the fifth hour of dealing.

Samuel isn’t bad. He just wants to lay on me, heating me to nearly sweating . . . dozing in and out. Melancholy and whiney, but being relatively calm and still.

Tobias . . . ah, Tobias. No such thing as melancholy, not matter how sick he is. He is ripping through the house, hyper-active and cranky. The cranky brings on the “picking of the Sam” . . . which just makes Sam whinier . . . sometimes to a ear-bleeding pitch. Which is awesome, by the way.

Good news is . . . well there’s several. Don’t be so shocked. I can be positive thinking when I try.

#1, its a manageable cold/flu thingy. Tylenol Flu and lights out tonight.

#2, I’m not sick, so I’m not having to deal with their unique sick reactions through my own sick fog and crankiness. That is no fun, I tell you this.

#3, my kindly neighbor (and friend) watched my boys while I ran and purchased flu medicine to give them for bedtime. I had ran out and Justin won’t be home until dawn . . .well, probably not that late, but . . . maybe. I was having some pretty severe nervous ticks just thinking about hauling them into public at 8pm, fever-ridden, coughing and super super cranky. Thank you, Neighbor A!!

So, at the least, I will get a tad bit of sleep tonight . . . granted Tylenol Flu works. I usually by cough and cold cuz I haven’t had to deal with fevers . . . but there was no kids cough and cold that reduced fevers . . . so I went with Tylenol. For pain killer, I usually use Ibuprofen . . . works longer and better for my boys but none of that with the cough suppressant for sleeping bliss.

Ah well . . . can’t win’em all.

But I am mightily blessed and that is that. Sick or no.

We did have a few hours of lightheartedness before the clouds, literally and figuratively.

Samuel swinging . . . the first thing he HAS to do when we visit the playground . . . swing.

Tobias . . . making one of his more attractive faces. Also swinging.

God Bless!!