When you become a Mummy there is one thing you don’t quite realise, you also need to become a professional juggler. It may not happen straight away but it doesn’t take long before you realise you have a couple of balls to juggle and, as your baby gets older more balls appear – add more Children add more balls, soon you are juggling so many balls there are simply too many to count.
It’s fine, we do it, we juggle well, we adapt. Sometimes we may drop the odd ball, you never got around to sending that important email in work, you forget to get something for tea, you suddenly realise it’s half term next week and have not even thought about childcare.
This week I dropped all the balls, I was sick. As a Mum I get run down quite easy, not enough sleep, juggling too many balls, germs caught from nursery and school, but this week was different. I was flat out sick, could not move, could not sleep, my head was banging and my throat was burning. I find it doesn’t matter how old I am or how many Children I have when I am sick I just want my Mum. I phoned her crying on Tuesday morning feeling very ill and sorry for myself. To her credit she offered to come straight over and help me, as much as I wanted to sob yes please come look after me, I stopped myself. I am 34 with 2 babies of my own, I need to stand on my own two feet.
We also had an important appointment for Harri (you can read about it in this post), which had to be cancelled as I was just too poorly to take care of her.
It was a long week, I am lucky that my husband could do the school run for me but still homework wasn’t completed, uniforms weren’t washed, tea consisted of chicken nuggets most nights (much to my girls delight), my blog was left untouched and now, as I write this on Saturday evening, I am still not fully better. I am full of cold, I am tired and I am incredibly grumpy. I am hoping a few more good sleeps will see me right.
I did learn a couple of things this week though, one is that no matter how old I am I still need my Mum, even just hearing her comforting words makes me feel better. I am incredibly lucky that she is just at the end of the phone or a short journey away, I know many people are not as lucky.
I also learnt that I always have someone to pick up those balls for me, and it turns out my husband can juggle pretty well too. x
I hope you are feeling a little better lovely. It is awful when you are sick and you have to look after little people, I revert back to needing my mum too. Touch wood I haven’t been really sick for ages but I remember one time having to ring Mr E and get him to come home from work as I literally just couldn’t lift my head up. x
Thanks Katie, long gone are the days of spending the days in bed until you are better!! x
Oh poor you! There are some really nasty bugs going around at the moment, and how lovely that your mum could come and let you get the rest you needed. I had a stinker of a cold this week and by Friday I just had to concede defeat and crash for a few hours and it was so lovely that H was home to watch the little ones. Hope you feel better soon
I hope you are feeling better Carie x
It is truly horrible to be sick as a mum. I had tonsillitis last week for the first time ever in adulthood and it was far worse than I remember! Hoping you feel lots better soon.
Thanks lovely x
Thank you Mel x
Thank you Clare, I would be pretty lost without my hubbie. x