The worst part about having a kid is that kids want to be around other kids and other kids are seriously contagious. I often bring Olivia to a local indoor playground and she loves it. Me? Not so much. It’s loud. It’s chaotic. There’s hoards of children running wild. And so many of these kids are infested with some sort of illness.
At first Olivia just caught a cold and I could handle that. No big deal. She felt better after a few days and all was well with the world. Okay… but THIS time she caught some sort of stomach virus and everyone in this house wants to die. Literally. I think I got hit the hardest. My master bath looks like that scene in Breaking Bad when the bathtub comes crashing through the ceiling to the floor below and human excrement explodes all over the place.
I turn into a huge baby when I get sick. I literally cannot function. I rarely ever get sick because I have a kick ass immune system so when it does happen I get hit particularly hard. The last time I was horribly sick was in 2012 when I spent 24 hours sleeping with a cold. I haven’t been sick like this in SIX years ― give me a break already!
When you’re a Mom and you get sick, you don’t really have the option to rest up because you have a child to care for. And it’s so much more damaging when that child is sick too. Thankfully Shawn took yesterday off so I could spend the day in bed and he cared for Olivia and tended to all of the things I usually tackle on a daily basis.
But anyway… The great thing about having a wicked immune system is that I am now on day 3 of this illness and feeling much better. I feel much more rested and I’m actually able to hold down a bit of food. I’m still taking it easy and not rushing back into being a normal adult but here’s hoping this is the end of it!