Thankful: Sick Days
Our boys are not feeling so well lately. In fact, last night was a particularly long night as the Animal (4) couldn’t sleep. He’s developed croup — or something like it — and woke up around 10 pm barking.
That sound is not one that any parent wants to hear. It’s frightening and strange. His eyes were wide as he tried to catch his breath. I had a moment where I thought, “Yup, he needs to go to the ER.”
We got him settled, and his dad had to lie with him for a couple hours in the middle of the night (which apparently I slept through because the night before had its own interesting story, and I was exhausted), and we decided this morning that the boys shouldn’t go to school.
So why would I be thankful for sick days?
My days are always so busy, and I am carting people left and right. It seems like I never sit still long enough to really think past what time it is or what I can accomplish in the next five minutes.
But today, the boys spent good time with one another snuggling on the Animal’s bed, and we all had the chance to sit and watch Baby Diva practice standing.
They probably could have gone on to school. In fact, by the time it would have been time to leave for school, they were both acting just fine.
Instead, I’m happy that we were a little slower today. I had so much work to do, and they were kind enough to give me a little time to get some off my list.
These are the moments I’m reminded how happy I am to be at home working. I could still work around their need for cuddles, and I didn’t have to look any kind of decent for any sort of school pick up.
Can you find the bright side in sick days?
