Bad weather and illnesses are turning me into a bad mother February 21, 2008
It has been cold and snowy for a while. Though I guess I shouldn’t complain. Cincinnati is known for having changing weather. One winter day the high will be 55 and then the next it will be 25. I feel more cranky about it this week because all the girls in our family are sick with some sort of nasty bad cold.
We used to have rules around here. We had guidelines for our family and for our kids. We tried to set limits on TV and computer time for the best interests of everyone. But when we’re sick and we’re stuck inside because the high is only 22 degrees, things start going down hill. Family rules and ideals fly out the window. We end up sitting around all day doing nothing but watching movie after movie, with occasional breaks to eat meals or have computer time. I hate to see my kids zone out in front of glowing boxes. I can just see their minds growing softer and softer with each passing winter day. They’re bouncing off the walls from lack of exercise. We’re all getting sicker from breathing all the germs in this house. But I’m too sick and tired to do anything about it.
This is just another entry in my complain-o-blog. Pitty me.
You have my pity! When you are living in a germ box you have permission to complain freely. That is my opinion and I’m sticking to it.
Sometimes you just gotta cut yourself some slack! One of those times is right after having a baby–for at least two months or until the baby is sleeping through the night. Another one of those times is when you have sick kids. You don’t have to enjoy it, but for heaven’s sake, don’t feel guilty about it! Hang in there!
when you are sick, all bets are off. do whatever lets you rest the most.