I hate being sick. Of course, I don't know anyone who really enjoys it. As the mama, I try to shield myself and my babies from what germs I can, but they still catch ya sometimes. And when they catch ME, they usually catch me good. I try to push through at first .. working harder than usual to keep up with the daily grind of our home. This will later bite me in the backside, as I ignore taking care of myself. This past week, this is exactly what happened. I had forgotten how much more work it is for mama to be sick with an infant. 2 weeks ago, when my boys were fighting the bug, I boosted my Vitamin C intake to try and boost my immune system and shielded Raia the best that I could. Then, Friday, it hit Raia and hard. My poor little girl is super congested and it is a struggle for her to even eat. Add on the fact that she pushed through her first tooth, she is just not so happy. Everything came to a wonderful emotional break down in the middle of the night on Saturday. I had finally gotten her to sleep at about 11 and fell into my own bed, EXHAUSTED! I was awoken to her screaming at 12:30 and tried (without success) to comfort her for about 30 min. Since she was going to scream whether I was holding her or not, I tucked her back into her crib and fell back into bed, crying myself to sleep to the sounds of my baby crying. Thanks to my wonderful hubby, I got some extra rest yesterday and my little princess slept much better last night. So here we are, onto another week, and although I feel like I am starting off 'behind schedule' as I didn't accomplish usual weekend cleaning activites, I know that I did what I needed to to take care of myself and my baby. Now to dump the toys in the tub to clean off the icky sickys! :)
Wanting my happy baby back soon!
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