It’s incredible – shocking, really – how different the commotion of the kids seems when you’re not feeling well. For the past couple of days, I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather. Not sick, exactly, but on the verge of something. And today, my sweet little angels are riding my last nerve. It’s totally not them; it’s me being hypersensitive to the noise and the action and the touching, poking, and prodding that I don’t even notice on a normal day. I’m sure they’re just being their normal kid-selves full of energy and boisterous zest for life. But today I’m just not up for zest. I wish I was, but I’m not. And I can feel myself getting crankier as the day progresses.
So I requested a hiatus, and have holed myself up in our bedroom to wallow in my malaise and complain to you fine people. I so wish moms could take a sick day.
And now I hear them coming up the stairs. There’s no escape. Calgon, take me away!
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That was my biggest surprise about becoming a parent. I hope you get all better soon and manage to avoid getting fully ill.
Heidi