One of the hardest things so far about being a mom is being a sick mom. I'm not much of a baby in general. When I get sick, I usually keep on truckin', going to work (to the chagrin of my co-workers) and not really doing much to take care of myself. But when I get really sick, it's nice to be able to get a little extra rest.
I have been pretty darn sick this week with a terrible, terrible sore throat, cough, etc. And the workload, both at home and at work just isn't letting up. There's no opportunity to just sit down and rest. To sleep in one morning, or to take it easy after work. And I can't afford to take days off because in theory I'm going on a trip next week.
So I'm feeling a little sorry for myself. I haven't been running this week because taking deep breaths makes me cough. And I'm feeling rotten and tired and run down.
I'd make Husband take care of me, but he's sick too.
So poor tortured me.
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