It's never fun to be sick, but it becomes especially hard when you are a single parent. Yesterday, I became ill while at work. A month ago, this would be no big deal. Brady would gladly pick up both kids and take care of them while I recuperated. Tonight, while I still feel weak and a bit icky, he would let me go to bed and rest while he cared for our kids.
Thank goodness for my parents who were able to pick up the kids, feed them and bring them home yesterday. My mom stayed the night which turned out to be an even bigger blessing when Gavin became ill around 2am. Dean came to pick up Gavin this morning and kept him while he recuperated so I could go back to work. I am so grateful to my parents! I know there are many other full time single parents who do not have the support I have.
BUT... For a moment I am having a little bit of a pity party. When I saw Brady's car in the driveway upon arriving home, I got sad. I wish he were here. Not because I want him to take care of the kids for me but because I want him to cuddle with me and tell me that it's all going to be all right. I want to feel comforted and not alone. When I was sick as a kid, all I wanted was my mom. Well now, all I want is my husband. I miss him :(.
What's making it worse is that I see all the sheets and towels--not to mention clothes--that need to be washed today. I just can't do it. I ate a hearty lunch but right now my stomach feels blah so I'm going to relax on the couch and watch some Dawson's Creek on Netflix.
XOXO,
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