Today is a kind of day I haven't had in what feels like forever: A whole day in bed...sick. It's unfortunate that I feel lousy, but having my husband home to watch the little one while I try to rest feels like a luxury. I even slept in until 9:30am, which is AMAZING because I am an early riser and have trouble sleeping in (on the rare days my son allows a few more minutes of zzz's, and those are very rare).
I am trying to be a good patient and really stay in bed but it's so tough. I start looking around the room and thinking about all the things that could get done. Right now I am staring at some baby onesies that are drying and telling myself I should fold them and put them away. There is a strange guilt I feel just staying in bed. I should be with my family, I should be organizing this or that, I should..., I should..., I should...the list is never ending. I have to quiet that guilt and know that all those things can wait until tomorrow. The longer I am sick, the longer those things will not get done so rest has to be my #1 priority.
My husband gets the award for #1 Nurse! He's made sure I've stayed fed, hydrated and medicated all day and has been keeping our little guy occupied, which is a big task. He's doing all of this while jet lagged, having just returned home yesterday from Singapore. I'm so thankful for him!
I better get back under the covers before my nurse scolds me. Must. Get. Rest.
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