I uttered those words yesterday.
My body ached from head to toe. Even my fingernails hurt, my fingernails for goodness sake, imagine that. My throat was raw and sore. My head felt like it needed to explode. I spent the entire day migrating from one horizontal surface to another.
Craig was left with single parent duty, with the exception of nursing Julia, that is. He took the girls to the Museum of Arts and Sciences and then to a birthday party for our neighbor's daughter. While I was thankful that he took parenting responsibilities off my hands, I also wanted a little parenting, a little tlc, myself. I wanted my mom. Someone to stroke my head like she did when I was little. Make me hot water with honey and lemon, draw a hot bath, rub my back. Those things were in short supply yesterday (whine).
I feel better today. My throat is still sore, my body still feels a little hungover, but I've been able to tackle some laundry and generally be mommmy again. I've been sick a lot this school year (whine again). I know it comes with the territory, but I have to say it kinda sucks. I may feel a little better today, but I still want my mom.
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