Being sick during the holidays is miserable. There is always so much to do and not enough time to do it in. Then to throw in being sick on top of it, well, it isn’t pretty. This year I made it until the day after Christmas. Unfortunately, that is the time I had so much to do; cleaning the house, finding a home for all the new toys, taking down the Christmas decorations, getting the house ready for New Year’s Eve festivities. Not to mention all the regular motherly duties, like the cooking and cleaning, the laundry and making sure the kids don’t kill each other. It’s exhausting just thinking about it, now try doing that when you can barely keep anything down and every move you make leaves you on the bathroom floor.
When you’re single, there’s no one there to take care of you. My three year old did try. He, being the sweet little boy that he is, tucked me into bed and brought me some imaginary soup to make me feel better, after which he promptly ran into the other room and started destroying everything he could get his little hands on. Ah, the joys of motherhood! When I finally do feel well enough to start cleaning again, I’m not sure I will even know where to start! I will be even further behind than when I started, because I didn’t have the energy to get out of bed and stop the destruction. Thank heavens for Christmas vacation or it would take months to get back on top of everything!
As a single parent, there just isn’t time to be sick anymore. There is too much to do and only one person to do it all. My to do list is now officially a mile long and what I hoped was just a little “24 hour bug” is on to its 28th. Oh well, at least I have imaginary soup to make me feel better!