Sick Day

Today we are taking a sick day.

O.K. so we're actually taking a "Mommy feels like she's been hit by a truck" day. We have canceled all "fun" activities this week, and are hunkering down at home with hot tea, crackers and a few movies the kids can watch while Mommy lies comatose on the couch praying that nobody asks her for anything they can't get for themselves.

I noticed with some guilt this morning that I'm not so sympathetic when my kids are sick.

"Just because you have pneumonia, doesn't mean you can't do long division!" feels a bit cheep at the moment. Well, to be fair, it wasn't pneumonia, just a cold. But I bet it felt like it to her.

I know that when the kids are sick, I expect them to do a little bit of what they usually do, even if it isn't up to the same standard. But when I'm sick all I want to do is lie in bed and to be left alone. Don't talk to me, ask me for anything, and whatever you do DO NOT ARGUE!

When Hubby was sick last week, he came home from work, and took a nap. When I'm sick, I can't stay home from work.There is something not right about that!

I know I am whining. I am so blessed to be at home with with my four wonderful children that I adore more than life. I wouldn't trade my life for anything!

But can I just take a nap?