No sick days for mommy

This past three weeks have been kind of rough at our house. With SIX people living in one house it seems like once someone gets sick, it's a never ending battle to get rid of it. Bo and Beckem first got sick about three weeks ago and it has been passed through everyone. This past weekend I came down with it and Kyson and Tegan were about half way through it.




On Wednesday early morning about 2:00 a.m. Tegan woke up with tears streaming down his face. He told me his ear was hurting and I immediately knew he had an ear infection. I was already awake with major sinus pressure and not feeling well myself. So, Tegan and I curled up on the couch together and watch some T.V. in hopes his ear would feel a little better or he would be able to fall back to sleep. He told me his tummy hurt so I made him top roman (one of his favorite foods) in hopes that would help him feel comforted, but he couldn't eat it, he said his ear was hurting to bad. He was trying so hard to be strong, but couldn't hold back the tears at times. I couldn't take it anymore, I didn't want him to hurt anymore so we got dressed and I ran him up the ER before Zac had to leave for work. With the conformation by the doctor that it was indeed an ear infection, he was given motrin and an antibiotic and a perscription. He kept telling me his tummy was hurting so I was trying to get him to eat some crackers so the medication wouldn't make him sick, but he could only gag down one. As we got in the car and just pulled out of the ER parking lot he said, "mom, I am going to throw up" I told him to open his door and as soon as he did he threw up four times out the door. I felt so bad for him. I knew if he would eat something he would feel better, but he just kept telling me he wanted to go home and eat later. As we drove home my very tired and not feeling so good boy fell asleep. There is something so special about kids when they sleep, it just melts my heart. I carried Tegan in the house only to hear Bo crying. Tegan slightly woke up and quietly asked, "mom, after you feed Bo can you come lay by me" so I went and fed Bo, packed Zac's lunch for him and headed upstairs to lay by Tegan. My head was still pounding and I couldn't breath from my cold, feeling miserable I tried to sleep next to my sweet Tegan, but lying down only made the pain worse. It wasn't too much longer that Zac got up, came and told me goodbye for the day and then Beckem and Kyson were up for the day. With only a few spread out hours of sleep in the night another day had just begun.



We went about our normal routine wishing I could just take a nap, but with four little kids it's taking a huge risk to close your eyes, you never know what you might wake up to, like a blue painted room ha ha. So needless to say, no nap for mommy. I met Zac after work to switch cars so I could head to work. I worked until about eight, but couldn't handle the pain anymore so I came home. I headed straight for bed when I got in bed I tossed and turned, trying hot packs, cold packs, a warm bath, multiple medications, and pacing the house, I could not get the bridge of my nose and my left ear to stop pounding. It was a LONG night!!



Yet another day approached again, with minimal energy and a heavy heart I did not feel I had the energy to be a mommy today. I had to be to a work meeting at 10:30 so I had a busy morning of getting all four kids ready, getting myself ready, cleaning the house, making sure everyone was fed, packing my lunch, etc. The whole time I was so bitter and let Satan get the best of me. I kept thinking, really why do mom's never get a day off, but dad's never have to worry about anything when they are sick. (I tend to have pitty parties for myself a lot when I don't feel good) I went to work for only a few hours and then headed to the instacare because I wanted to take a hammer to my face and ear it hurt so bad. . . Only to have the doctor make up some random diagnosis about some stupid glad, whatever, I got an antibiotic and that's all I really needed.



So I came home, I was pretty bitter by now, all I wanted to do was lay in my bed and sleep with no one bugging me. I just wanted to take a SICK DAY from being a MOM and a WIFE!! After getting home and watching my boys get so excited to see me and they couldn't get their stories out fast enough about their day my heavy heart lightened. It was no longer a pitty party for myself, but such a joyous feeling to have four amazing boys that get so excited when mommy comes home. I did get to go to bed pretty early in the end, but after five hours of sleep I woke up and can't go back to sleep dang it : )



I am so grateful for my boys. It is so exhausting at times to be a mother, but it is SO REWARDING and that makes up for it. I hope my boys will always be excited to see me and tell me about their days. I love the love they bring into our home and the simple life's lessons they teach me every day. I am so grateful to have them and be able to take care of them each day, even if some days seem extra long, I wouldn't trade it for anything!!