Ben is is Cambridge at the moment...checking out the library and rubbing shoulders with other scholars perhaps.
The rest of us here are WORN OUT.
Silas has been off of school the past 2 days. He's got that general cruddiness -- you know, snot, lots of coughing, watery eyes, fever. Unfortunately, he's my kid that lies down at night and sounds like he is going to literally cough up a lung. He doesn't get that far, but usually there is vomiting after all that coughing. Nice! It's just what he does...has since he was little. So, we're hanging out at home trying to get him to rest up and recover. (*He had to miss his part as a donkey in the school Christmas pageant this morning. Bummer!)
Elam had an earache earlier this week. The doctor thought it best to just treat with pain meds since it is likely viral. He seems to have recovered from that, but is having a hard time emotionally right now. He told me that he doesn't like it when Silas is sick and he gets all of my attention. He even had a bellyache for a bit this morning until I reminded him that he had his 2nd performance in the Christmas pageant this morning and then his class Christmas party this afternoon. Hmmm...his bellyache dissappeared, but I think he may need some extra mommy time this afternoon. Thanks to one of my friends, I was able to sneak away from the house and watch E play his part as a chicken in the Christmas play.
And me, well, washing about 10 loads of puked on sheets, towels, rugs, etc. is really enough to do me in. Besides that, it all seems to build on itself during the Christmas season -- especially in a house where 2 birthdays and an anniversary are on the December calendar as well. I'm overcommitted...my husband is overcommitted...and my kids are overcommitted (which boils down to me being doubly overcommitted???). I called to cancel a workshift for me tomorrow and I told one of the other PTA members that I couldn't work at the school disco tomorrow night. Ben's gone...and I have a sick kid.
So, as I've been typing this Silas has fallen asleep at my feet under the desk. (You do remember that the kiddo can sleep anywhere, right?!?!) So I think I'll go make a cup of tea and chill out for just a few minutes to regain a portion of my sanity.
BTW, I've already told Ben that he can't go out of town in December...ever again...for the rest of our lives. :)
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I wish we were close by to help out. It has to be a real strain on everyone.
This will be one of those chapters you look back on and think - "How in the world did I ever..." Then think your heavenly Father's love and how he has given us enough rope to hang on.
Remember that verse, "Greater love has no mom than this, than that she perseveres through vomit, laundry, and strained emotions, to show her children the essence of God's love."
A BIG HUG for you all!!!
Dad
Oh my word. Heather, girl, I hope you can slow down soon. I wish I could send my dryer your way...and take the boys out...and send you to a spa...
Oh Heather!!! So sorry you are stressed and have sick kids! I hope it passes soon!
Praying for you!
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