| | I got sick Monday night and still felt pretty beat all day yesterday - and I think it was the best thing that could have happened to me right then. Instead of behaving like my usual tightly-wound self, I was forced to slow down and take it easy. I still had to care for the kids by myself until Tadd got home from work, but it turned out okay. I watched movies with my 3-year-old and snuggled on the couch with him. While the laundry sat on the floor, the dishes refused to move, and all the mess surrounding us tried to taunt me, we put together puzzles and talked and played games that required very little movement. It turned out to be a lovely morning. (Of course, there were a few moments when my head was pounding, the baby was screaming, and Aidan was yelling, "I need this! I need that!" that weren't so glorious, but those moments were in the minority.)
I don't want to be too busy for my kids. I can't always ignore the housework or open a can of something for dinner, but once in a while, it's nice to take a break. Even if it does come with a bit of puke.
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