It's come to my attention lately how lucky I am to be a stay-at-home mom. It's what I've always wanted, for myself and my children, and I feel so unbelievably lucky to be able to do it.
Wyatt had a flu episode last weekend. He threw up all over Josh's easy chair, his new favorite stuffed animal, his shirt & his baby blanket. He was crying super hard and we agreed that throwing up is just the worst.
There was, thankfully, only the one puke episode. But his fever continued for two more days and the last two nights, he's been awake in the night coughing his little heart out. So the other night, from 3:30 to 5:00am, we hung out downstairs, watching reruns of Jake and the Neverland Pirates, curled up together under a blanket on the couch.
I felt nary a worry as the hours ticked by, knowing that if I needed a nap come tomorrow, I could take one; knowing that I needn't worry about calling in sick or rushing back to bed to preserve my energy for the day ahead. My stay-at-home mom status allowed me to be in the moment, soaking up Wyatt's extra snuggles and just enjoy his chubby hand holding mine.
The next morning I had a big delicious cup of coffee during homeschool and set a low bar for my to-do list in the afternoon. Getting through the day was no big deal. And I think it's all because being home is all I have to do.
What a blessing.
2 comments:
Yes! I feel so blessed to be home too. But my attitude maybe is not as good as yours when we are battling illness ;). I need to work on that!
Yes! I feel so blessed to be home too. But my attitude maybe is not as good as yours when we are battling illness ;). I need to work on that!
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