This past week, I have been sick. It’s only a cold, but it has been kicking my butt! As a stay at home mom, I’m not entitled to any sick days, so I had to deal with it like all the other hard-core tough moms out there. Right?
As much as I would like to say I am the mom in this quote, I am not. In fact, I am much more like the dad.
When I get sick and I’m at home with the kids, I do the bare minimum. Sure, I change a diaper occasionally, throw food their way that resembles a lunch, and I do my best to make eye contact when they’re telling me a story. But the rest of the time, we’re watching movies. Whatever princess movie that is the latest favorite. And after that, the next favorite, then the next… When I tell my husband how bad off I am, he knows that once he clocks out at work, he’s not clocking out for the day…at all.
When he’s sick, he tends to “power through it.” Sometimes he even still does his workout. He usually ends up stopping halfway through but the fact he even starts is either admirable or really dumb.
Now that I’m finally recovering, my little guy has a cold and it hardly phases him. I wish I had the energy he has when he’s sick. He’s still running all over the place playing with every single toy. It hasn’t stopped him from dumping out the recyclables all over the kitchen floor either. And if I can’t find him by the destruction he leaves, it’s easy to find him by the trail of…yuck.
So when my son is sick, our days carry on as usual. I try a little longer at nap time to get him to sleep, because, let’s face it, that’s what he really needs. But as usual, his nap doesn’t last long, and then he’s back to it, being a destructive two year old.
So, should I strive to be more like the boys in my family when I’m sick and push through the pain? Or should I just accept the fact that I’m not Supermom? (Enter serious mom guilt!!)
As I said, I do the minimum that needs to be done, and then I work on getting better. I work on me. When we’re sick, our body needs recovery time. Why do we put so much pressure on ourselves to do it all? [Tweet “Why do we put so much pressure on ourselves to do it all?”]
I know I’m extremely lucky, my husband is a great dad. Taking control over bedtime is a walk in the park for him. But he has been out of town before while I was sick, so I simply called my parents. The guilt is still there. It’s always there. Why is that? We’re human. We need time to get better too!
I’m certain everyone has a loved one, spouse, family, or friend, that would be more than willing to help take care of their kids so they can have a bit of recovery time.
I know it’s hard to ask. Believe me, I know! But I learned early on after my first was born, that you don’t have to do everything by yourself. You just have to ask.[Tweet “I learned early on, that you don’t have to do everything by yourself. You just have to ask.”]
Have you taken a sick day since becoming a mom?