I've been sick since Friday (today is Monday). It's been going around my friends, co-workers and students for awhile, and I thought I had effectively dodged it. But, alas, I started feeling cruddy on Friday...
I spent the weekend either on the couch or in bed. Doing nothing, but sleeping and watching tv. I didn't even have enough energy to read, and I LOVE to read. My mom came over and made me some eggs. James came over and made me some chicken soup.
I got up and went to work this morning, thinking that A) I'll just make it through the day, and B) it's a total pain to write sub plans.
As soon as the kids came in, I regretted my decision. WAY too much energy needed to talk to 5th graders all day. We called a sub, I wrote some plans, she showed up, I was on my couch by 11:00.
But here's what I was thinking: How do these women do it when they have kids? Especially little kids that aren't independent and can fend for themselves?
My first thought? Well, I guess I'd call my mom.
Second thought? Oh. Duh. I guess you'd ask your husband to help. Or (big lightbulb), he would volunteer to help.
When I was married, that scenario would never happen. Never. Not only would it not happen, but I wouldn't even ask, because it would so not be worth the hassle and frustration. It wouldn't even occur to me.
Sad.
It's those kinds of things that creep up when I least expect it. Like, "Hmm. I thought I was pretty much over that crap, but there it is again...."
Ahhh, growth is a beautiful thing.
Embrace life.
1 comment:
i love you ... and i love how you're continually growing and learning new things about yourself.
hope you feel better soon.
xoxo
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