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Ally Cat Strikes Again

I am taking my daughter trick or treating for the first time tonight. I am super excited. Probably more than she is. In fact, considering she is only nineteen months old, there is a pretty good chance she is not very excited at all since she does not know what Halloween is really. I have tried explaining it to her, but I might as well tried explaining nuclear fission (which I didn’t because I only understand about half of that myself).
She is going to be a kitty again. The costume was adorable on her last year, but she was too young to really be shown off, so we are doing it again. Hopefully.
I say hopefully for a few reasons. First, she has stranger anxiety. It takes her fifteen to twenty minutes to warm up to people, which is not really conducive to trick or treating that is more like candy hit and run. Can you imagine spending close to half an hour at each house?
Second, I got a call from day care earlier today. She is not feeling well. My husband left work early to pick her up, and we are investigating the severity of it. If she is really not feeling well, then we have to call it a night and Munchie will get some TLC while recuperating.
I am hoping for the best.  In the meantime, I really look forward to seeing all the neat Halloween costumes others will be wearing. Candy at our house!
Are you and/or your kids dressing up tonight? I want to hear about it!
P.S. That is really a picture of my daughter last year.

Sick Mommy

Two days ago my back went out. Then, as I sat at home recuperating for the past two days, I somehow caught a cold. The virus must have sensed I was weak. I feel light headed despite being medicated. I am back to work, but my back still hurts. The worst part of all of this? I can’t pick up my own kids.
Munchie is more understanding since she is older and can sense something is up. Also, she completely prefers my husband so if we are both in the same room she wants little to do with me.  Right now I am thankful for this. Disappointing two kids is harder to take than just one. Which brings me to Ducky. Poor fellow has been squawking his little head off to be carried by mommy. Mommy can barely hold him, much less pick him up or walk with him. Consequently he has not slept at night since my accident. Which leads to more exhaustion, and slower healing.
On top of everything my husband is also sick. Damn opportunistic virus. So he is running around being super dad right now, but looks absolutely miserable while doing it. I am trying to help as much as possible, but I am currently about as helpful as a beached whale during a hurricane. Just think about that for a minute.
One day we will be laughing at this. Today is not that day. Maybe tomorrow.