Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Sometimes it is hard to be a Mom. Sometimes you just want a day off, especially when you are sick. Sunday was one of those days.
One of those days that I had a headache so bad that I was in so much pain I was nauseous, grumpy, tired, mostly delirious and somewhat blind as opening my eyes just hurt too much. Sunday was also a day that Jed had to work and I had to be "on".
It happens to all of us moms - no matter how bad we feel, we still have little ones who need us for almost everything and we have to be there...no matter what. Sick days don't exist in our profession.
After trying so hard all day - to somewhat function and do the minimum possible for the girls, by 3:30pm I was done and mostly asleep on the couch hiding my face under a blanket and praying for peace and no more pain. I asked Eloise to please try to help and just have quiet time for a few hours.
At 4:45 Esther poked me from my almost slumber and said she was hungry for dinner. Oh yikes, I had forgotten I still needed to feed them before putting them to bed by 6pm tonight to end this long day.
And then I asked Eloise in my most pitiful and needy voice..."Eloise, I really, really need your help right now - I can't make dinner, I just can't and I don't even have the energy to call for delivery and find my purse and answer the door...I know you are only 6 and I know it isn't your job, but can you please help me think of something you can make for you and Esther for dinner?"
..and her response..
"Really Mom, I can make dinner? Okay, I can do it."
Within 5 minutes - on the table, complete with napkins and proper table service were 2 bowls of Honey Nut Cheerios with milk, 2 peanut butter sandwiches and 2 cups of applesauce..oh, and 2 glasses of milk. Eloise invited Esther over to eat, pushed her in and put her napkin on her lap. Eloise served 2nd's and 3rd's and I could hear the 2 of them laughing and joking as they enjoyed probably the best dinner they had all week.
After the meal, they both cleared the table and washed-up together.
I am so proud.
No matter how sick I maybe or how much I just want to take a nap some days, or how many times I think that I am really not doing that great of job at my job, those darn kids just love to prove me wrong...thankfully.
Posted by Tracy at 6:14 AM