Moms are not allowed to call in sick…
February 26, 2007
I have wanted to be a mother my whole life…
Yes, I WAS one of those kids… who as long as I can remember… was talking about how many kids I wanted, what I would name them, etc…
I just want to prefice my post this way because I don’t want people to think I’m being a total complainer…
BUT – why is it that MOMS DON’T GET SICK DAYS!?
The average headcold has been swarming around our house for the past week… Bug Boy got it… then Big Al… then Steeler Man (my husband) and now me… but, why is it that I don’t feel like I can truly stay in bed all day and fight this sucker for what it’s worth??
No… here I am… today – the 2nd day of being sick… waking up at the crack of dawn with the boys (*all 7 1/2 months pregnant mind you!)… deciding that going out to get bagels would be easier b/c I couldn’t for the life of me muster the energy to make eggs, french toast, toast with butter, oatmeal – whatever the boys WILL EAT!… taking a shower and washing my hair that hasn’t had a good washing since LAST Sunday(!)… getting myself lunch (a quick PBJ)… and then off to a birthday party at a Gymboree, where – yes – you have to chase your own child around for 2 straight hours… which brings me to tonight, where we had to go to Target for trash bags, and the usual pick-me-ups…
OK, my point to all of this is quite simple – I just didn’t feel like I could stop. Not that my husband didn’t tell me quite a few times today and yesterday to take it easy… but I felt like – oh, I don’t know – that things would fall apart if I did. Which, I know is NONSENSE!… but it’s funny how tough we are on our ownselves… I made my husband stay put all day yesterday… I made my kids take extra long naps all last week when they were sick… I bought special chicken soup… I did all the usual “mom” things…
I guess in a way, well… not in a way… but we ARE superwomen. We DO DO it all… we keep going when we should stop… we fight through the cold when all we want to do is curl up and watch something on TV (I would even take MTV’s Sweet Sixteen at this point!)… but we go go go go go and go because that’s what we think we’re supposed to do…
Is it right? Well… probably not… after all, I do know that being pregnant during all of this isn’t a good thing to do to my Little B coming in 7 weeks… but what’s the alternative?
And so… my post title I will post yet again…
Moms are not allowed to call in sick… (but sometimes we need a few really damn good vacation days!)
February 26, 2007 at 12:53 am
Maybe a Grandma can jump in and give you a loving hand!?
February 26, 2007 at 2:43 am
Just popped by (found you via Mama Doggy Love’s blog). It sure does sound like it’s go, go, go at your house too! I hope you at least get a few minutes a day for some “me time” and just relax if you can
February 26, 2007 at 2:46 am
No fun at all! Let your little sister help as much as she can!
February 26, 2007 at 9:08 pm
Hello there! Just stumbled onto your little piece of cyberspace and have enjoyed the visit. Congrats on your upcoming # 3 – April 12th is my soon to be 2 year old son’s birthday.
I’m writing with less a comment than a question: my husband is originally from RI – Jamestown. And we met while he was at Johnson & Wales & I at RISD. Looks as though we, too, are moving back this July. And I’m exploring neighborhood possibilities. The thing is, it’s been 7 years, so things have changed a bit. If you have any thoughts on the matter (neighborhoods, etc.) I’d love to have some input. (E.g., we’ve been looking at Providence (Smith Hill, College Hill, Elmhurst, Broadway), Edgewood in Cranston, East Greenwich, Barrington. So we’re kind of all over the place.
Anyhow, I’ve written a book, and if this is outside your scope, I completely understand.
Trish C.
February 28, 2007 at 12:13 am
THIS POST SPEAKS TO ME BABY! This is what I’ve been chanting my whole mommy life! Mommy’s don’t get sick days! Daddy gets sick days, but not mommy. I think we like being martyrs…I to was the young girl that said she wanted to be a mommy when she grew up. Maybe this will all pay off when our kids are teenagers, and they’ll take care of us when we have the sniffles.
Good luck with everything!