I have been home sick for a week now. I got this lovely respiratory flu that seems to be going around. Between the aches, sinus pressure & coughing, it's all I can do to get from room to room. Perhaps the worst part is that because of my pregnancy, I can't take anything but Tylenol & Sudafed. I'm getting close to surrendering & just going to the doctor, but I don't think they'll be able to give me anything either.
I don't get sick very often. In fact, I'm rarely ever sick. If I do get a little cold, I'm always able to push through it. Jesse said to me last night that this was really the first time he could remember seeing me this sick & miserable. And I have to agree with him. I've felt just awful, but it goes beyond the physical pain because I haven't been able to be the mommy that the girls are used to. They've watched me lay on the couch, not being able to play or color with them. I feel terrible about that, but I keep trying to remind myself that I need the rest in order to get better. I just wish it would start happening already.
I've had to spend a couple of days home with the girls while Jesse works. Those days have been the hardest because all I want to do is lay in my bed & sleep, but when you are in charge of two little ones, you have to be a bit more attentive. So, we've been watching lots of cartoons & reading books. And I absolutely relish their nap time!
And now I have to stop this post because I have a three year old that wants to cuddle. It's enjoyable for both of us since that's about all I'm able to do with them. Until next time...hopefully I'm feeling better.