Okay here's what happens (in our house) when mommy is sick:
KIDS:
- wake up at normal (or even earlier) time.
- feel super--appear to have more energy than usual.
- demand very complicated breakfast; refuse to eat it. Ask for more food 1/2 hour later.
- decide to jump on couch (which I'm laying on, dying), build forts, drag every piece of clothing out of their dressers/closets, run outside, fall down in the mud, run back inside, slip on the tile, smear their hands on the walls and furniture, and get into a big fight.....all before 9 am.
- Have huge appetite-any other day I'd have to beg them to eat- and want to eat every hour. (Did I mention the morning sickness and the mere mention of food sending me running for the toilet, garbage can, or sink??)
- Refuse to nap. Color on refrigerator with sidewalk chalk instead.
- Spend rest of the day making messes and fighting, and of course, eating.
- Get a bath and fall peacefully asleep. Alternately wake up at all hours throughout the night because they can sense their mother desperately needs to rest.
Mom:
- Wake up. Feel terrible.
- Make it to the couch.
- Watch helplessly as children wreak havoc on home.
- Try to get up to stop the madness, sinus pressure making head implode so sit back down.
- Decide enough is enough so take medicine.
- Get stoned off of sadistic, mind-altering Tylenol sinus liquid. Feel eyelids being pulled shut by said medication...Pass out on couch amongst chaos.
- Wake up, unaware of surroundings, and groggy from heinous cold meds.
- Feel incredibly guilty that children are left to their own devices; really want to get up and do something with them. Again attempt to get up and be productive, stumble around pathetically, sit back down. Wimper.
- Spend a lot of time between threatening kids with harm to be quiet and apologizing for being such an un-fun mommy.
- Give up and call daddy at work. Beg him to come home.
- Wait an hour. Call again. This time break out heavy artillery and use tears.
Dad:
- Get phone call at work. Hear commotion in background. Decide work is more fun/less work. Stay there.
- Get another, more urgent call. Wife crying--can't take it. Come home.
- Walk in door and want to walk back out.
- Take over kid-duty so wife can rest. Bother wife repeatedly for stupid stuff like, "Where's the remote?" and "What should I feed them?". Get locked out of room; try to find keys to get in, but even in sickness wife is smarter and already hid keys.
- Sit on couch and watch TV while kids bang on bedroom door.
I do have to admit that after I came out of my room and made him feel guilty asked hubby nicely to take the kids outside he did let me sleep for an hour. When I woke up I still felt terrible, and I found the kids sitting in the bathroom sink (yes, BOTH of them on one sink!!). They had bubbles everywhere and the water was overflowed all over the counter, onto the floor, all the way to the carpet outside of the bathroom! I was too sick to get mad-I figured the floor needed to be mopped anyway. When I asked Sarah what they were doing she said, "Scrubbing hands!". Oh, okay. Of course I went looking for Rick after the mess was cleaned up and guess where he was-ON THE PHONE!! GRRRR!!!! MEN.
Anyway I am still sick, but today I don't have the horrendous morning sickness, even managed to eat a bowl of cereal. And I have to say that Rick really stepped up and cooked dinner last night, and even gave them a bath so I could shower by myself!! Still feeling guilty for not interacting more with the kids, but I know that once I feel better we'll do something really fun to make up for it. :)
