When the mum gets sick, and trying to work full time and play mum, everything becomes unravelled!
This is me today.
I went downhill really quickly yesterday afternoon, was achey and blocked up all night with a head cold that kept me from sleeping, and I’m still trying to keep everyone else moving in the right direction, and also go to work.
Luckily, today I was teaching theory and only had 3 classes, but I also had to suffer through an hours ballet class this evening, and my nose is red raw.
My children have been quick to point out that their washing isn’t done, they haven’t done their Sunday night hair-washing, and I haven’t read them a nighttime story.
My husband has checked in with me a couple of times today to see if I’m okay, and has told the kids that he hasn’t seen me this sick for a long time, however I’ve still had to remind him to put the kids to bed, and do some basic things around the house … Might have been easier to do it all myself, rather than get shitty about having to explain the simple things.
I don’t do ‘sick’ very well. I still cope, work, meet my obligations and then … I completely fall apart.
I’m not happy about being sick either, I don’t have time to ease myself through it. I don’t have time to look after myself, and I’m dreading going to bed because I’m struggling to breathe.
I’m also struggling not to lose it completely at my kids…
I’m tired, sick and am completely over drinking hot lemon drinks, blowing my nose, and trying to remember how long it’s been since I took medication. On a positive, the whole cold/flu thing is moving through my body really quickly, which means I currently feel crappy, but am hopeful that I’m getting better.
Mental strength is winning over the physical breakdown. And that’s the lot of being a mum – we can’t let ourselves wallow in any sickness because we are too needed.
If anyone else has been struck down by the winter lergy, I understand, I sympathise, and I wish you a speedy recovery.