The "sickies" are making the rounds, and our home is apparently not exempt. Spiral brought it home, and please don't think me cold-hearted when I say that this alone was okay, in that it didn't affect me much.
Then Gabriella got it. This normally would affect me, but it just so happened that we were staying at my parents house at the time, and in her eyes Grandma is so much better than Mommy. When Grandma is around, she is the only one who can do anything right, unless of course she says no, in which case she cries for Mommy. Anyway, I lucked out there.
Now my Little Man has it, and it is definitely affecting me. His little whines and cries are just a sad, weakened version of what they were. His eyes are watery, giving him that "I'm just about to cry" look. When he sneezes he blows snot two feet in front of him, requiring me to have Kleenex constantly at the ready. All in all, he is very pathetic looking.
His room has become a laboratory of humidifiers with essential oils to clear his nose, creams, medications, tissues, and the very worst - the booger sucker. (Nasal aspirator, but we call it a booger sucker.) If you've never had the pleasure of using one of these on a child color yourself lucky. Spiral and I fight over who has to perform this act of torture. (I generally win, due to the fact that he cannot resist my feminine wiles He insists it is this alone that is the reason the kids prefer me over him.)
The inevitable is coming you know. I am next on the hit list. It has already started. I'm pretty sure the kids aren't going to be too sympathetic. They never bring me hot tea or a blankie when I'm sick. Where is my mommy contract? I'd like to renegotiate my benefits!
I remember the booger sucker, and the pathetic looks, and the snot blown two feet away! I feel for your family...hugs to you all...at least from a distance :-)
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Crazy Single Mom, at
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