I’ve been waiting for this. I knew it was coming. I had evaded it all fall…but this weekend…it found me. Illness.
Thankfully, it wasn’t much more than a bad sore throat/a slight fever/ and chills. And the first symptoms came on Sunday morning, and now, Monday night, I’m already feeling MUCH better. But boy, does being a mom sure change the way I feel about illness! Before kids, part of me sort of kind of liked being sick for a day or two every now and then. Yes, you feel like poop…BUT you do get to eat saltines/ice cream/jell0 (or whatever you illness calls for ) and you get to catch up on trash tv.
But mom sickness…especially nursing mom sickness…just stinks! I felt awful, but still had to make sure my little guys didn’t fall down the stairs; make sure they had something in them other than cheerios; and make sure when I nursed them 4-5 times a day I wasn’t breathing my germs on them. Thankfully, I have a pretty awesome husband who took care of the boys (and me) most of yesterday and today…THANK GOD he isn’t deployed right now! And in a few more weeks I’ll have daycare set up and hopefully be more established in our community here and be more comfortable reaching out to friends/neighbors (I still feel a little awkward doing that since I’m so new…). But these last few days, well, lets just say I’m glad they’re almost over!



