When Mom Feels Sick . . .

I don't know how it works at your house, but at my house when mom feels sick the rules kind of go out the window. Not totally. It's not like I'll let my kids get away with murder, but a slight maiming? Yeah, I'm not going to stop that.

This week I had this weird 24-hour bug. It crept up on me one night before bed when I started feeling achy with some chills. The next day I felt pretty awful. After downing some meds, I managed to get myself to work where I spent the next five hours debating whether or not I should go home. When I got home, I crashed. I got some lunch in my belly, took more meds, then laid on the couch watching TV.

We did that most of the day. Hence the following photos:

When mom feels sick, we eat lots of snacks in front of the TV.
(We had Fruit Loops and Goldfish before the applesauce.)

When mom feels sick, we find potatoes in the kitchen,
bring them into the front room, and take a bite.

When mom feels sick, we peel labels
off canned goods and rearrange the pantry.

The potato thing was pretty hilarious. Emmett just plopped down next to me on the couch with a potato like it was an everyday occurrence and took a bite. He wasn't too impressed with it, so he took it back to the kitchen and came back with a different potato. He just held it. Watched TV and held a potato. Weird kid. And now I have a random potato hidden in my sack of potatoes with little tiny teeth marks.

I don't have regrets. I'll deal with the tooth potato when I find it. And one day when I feel like opening the naked can, I will have an adventure. Parenting and being sick is the worst, and I think I did a pretty good job supervising despite it (I even have photographic proof of said supervision). But then I'm not one of those moms who feels guilty for the occasional super lazy day. Balance. Some days are super fun. Some days are super lazy. Most days are in the middle. :)