Sick Day Realization

Sick days don't happen very much at our house, thank goodness, but when they do it seems that the whole household is on pins and needles and waiting for something to explode. It seems that my kids only get sick in January or February of each year.

It's January and that's what happened this week to our Easton. He is starting us off. In times past I would have just felt guilty all day that I didn't get much accomplished on those days when they stayed home but this go round I felt something different.

It may be helpful that I've got a belly in the way this time and I try to make every excuse possible to just sit and do nothing but my mind shifted this time. I no longer had that guilt feeling because I finally realized that Easton is starting to get too big for my lap because he sat on my all day for two whole days while he had his sickness. Literally, he would not let me leave his side.

I actually enjoyed every minute of it and had no worry that my house was becoming a disaster and that the girls where taking things from their bedroom down to the dirty garage to play house. I wasn't that bothered. I was cherishing this moment with my son because I am this year trying to enjoy those little moments with each child and to slow down.

At one point a friend asked if we wanted to go to the beach and we hadn't been out all day and the girls were antsy and I figured that Easton needed some fresh air so I went and it was so nice to just relax and sit by the sounds of the waves crashing and he was quite content just sitting on me, of course.

I'm already good with simplicity and slowing down but I want to do it in regards to my children and not my "to do list" I know that if I focus on this with my family that all my to do's will fall into place and I will be OK.

So when sickness come and its yucky and you feel like its never going to end just think that these little ones will not be crawling up to your lap when they are 16 and wanting you to just "hold them"

Easton kept telling me all day "hold you, hold you" and at one point he actually said to me, "Mom, go into my bed?" Wow! I really didn't want to because I was enjoying him snuggling with me but the belly was in the way I'm sure and he was getting uncomfortable. So cute!

Love them, cherish them even amongst the vomit and fevers!