This is what I feel like telling the kids today.
I’m starting to get sick. My achy body was the first clue this morning. After coffee hit my bloodstream, I realized that the fuzzy brain syndrome I was experiencing wasn’t from a lack of caffeine. (the picture was chosen to show you how things look to me today) I’ve boosted my vitamin C and zinc, I’m eating lots of oranges, drinking lots of liquids and trying to take it easy. I just can’t be sick this weekend, I have to cook all day on Saturday at church.
Both the kids are sick and needy, which will make Saturday just super for poor Eddy. Every time I look down, there’s one or both of them hands outstretched wanting me to pick them up. My arms are so tired from carrying that beast of a boy around. There was a point this morning when I didn’t know how the day could possibly turn around as my ears were reverberating from the crying and my head pounding from the popping toy Emma was pushing around the house. I wasn’t about to stop her and start another child crying. So I slowly turned my head toward the window and pretended I was outside for a moment. It didn’t help, but eventually crying ceased, toys stopped popping and everyone was quietly reading. We made it to nap time, so I guess we can plug through the rest of the day.
Perhaps the bed will comfort me. I’m going now to find out.