First things first...
My little girl is sick. Well, actually she is not so little anymore, but of course she will always be my girl. Anyway, she officially came down with the tummy bug early this morning at around 3:00 a.m. It was weird, because I woke up sensing that something was wrong, and then all of a sudden I heard the "Mom!" from the hall bathroom. So I grabbed my "Supermom" cape, and flew to her side...well actually I stumbled in the dark and then had to backtrack to find my glasses, but I finally made it. Of course, now that she is older, I'm really just there for moral support and to wipe the brow with a warm cloth, but hey, I can honestly say I did it like a pro.
She was then tucked into her bed, nice and cozy. With a bottle of water (check!), a comfy blanket (check!), a bucket by the bed (check! check!) and the lamp light left on, she quietly closed her eyes and I stumbled my way back to my bed. I laid my head on the pillow, shut my eyes for what seemed like just seconds (it was actually thirty minutes) when I heard "Mom!" Once again I made the journey in the dark to the light filtering from the bathroom. Once again, I stood and wiped in moral support. Once again, I tucked her into bed. Once again I laid my head on the pillow. Not sure how many times... but seconds later the alarm clock makes it's presence known. UGH!!!
With tired eyes...shoot! with tired EVERYTHING, I hurriedly got dressed and ready for work. And I had to bust a move, for I honestly slapped my clock a half dozen times before I could manage to swing my feet to the floor. I'm surprised that I didn't kill the thing. Can anything be more annoying than an alarm clock in the early morning?!!! And then when I couldn't get the thing turned off due to the sticky Koolaid residue... well let us just say, the clock should be counting it's blessings right now, thankful to be still alive and ticking!!!
I then went to work. Everyone was cranky! Everyone is fighting getting sick. I literally got thrown up on twice. I don't get paid enough to be thrown up on by someone elses child...I could have been at home today and done it for free!!! I told my coworker to spray me down with Lysol. I may one day contract something from inhaling so much Lysol. But at least I can say I am technically germ free. I also had to change a poopy diaper that was anything thing but solid. You know the kind that leaks out the side of the diaper and gets EVERYWHERE?!!! Yep! It was one of those days!!!
But then, the most amazing thing happened. I went home for lunch, after stopping by the store for soup, crackers and Gatorade for my baby doll. Upon entering the house, I realized that something had transpired while I was away. The hubby had borrowed my "Super Mom" cape. While I was away at work, he had not only taken care of our sick one (he was a sweetheart for staying home from work this morning to keep an eye on her), but he was inspired to clean my kitchen, and do some laundry.
Hello? You guys still there? I know you must all be sitting silent in total shock. I mean, I am one blessed gal, and I know it, but it would have been so easy for this daddy to rest a little more in his big, comfy, recliner this morning, saying the "cape" just wasn't his size at all. Kudos to the Kev!!! I can't begin to tell you how giddy I was... Of course he still owed me for saving him last night from a lifetime of embarrassment and my hubby doesn't embarrass easy. I'm still giggling over the splitting pants... Hee! Hee! Hee!
Anyway, the baby girl is on the mend. She finally made her way out of bed an hour ago and is chugging away on some orange Gatorade and downing a few saltines. She received a phone call from a friend a few minutes ago, and there was laughter, so maybe things are looking up...
So, since my kitchen is already clean, and I only got a precious very few hours of sleep last night, I think I will let the cape rest. I could spend the night debating on how I could get the hubby to borrow and use it's super powers more often. But, I think I will just blissfully enjoy the moment.
Although I think the cape looks mighty fine on him. Mighty fine indeed... :)
11 comments:
Hello Mich.
Just wanted to drop by and give you huge THANKS for visiting my blog and leaving your kind words. We are elated to be expecting #3, especially since our first born is an in vitro baby and we have had 5 losses.
God is good!!!
Anyway, enjoyed reading through some of your more recent posts. Are you in early childhood education? I worked in a 2 and 3-year old room before making the transition to elementary education and I remember the days of leaky diapers and vomit!!! Bless you for taking such good care of these little ones when their moms or dads are away.
Finally, I really hope that your little one is on the mend. Regardless of how old they are, they are forever precious in our sight and will always need to be mothered!
Hope your February got off to a great start otherwise,
Valerie
Hope she's completely well by tomorrow. The nice thing about throw up is that USUALLY, it's a fairly shortlived misery, compared to colds which just seem to go on forever.
Sis,
I can just see Superhub now. Blue leotards and matching spandex top, red boots, briefs and cape. Minue the glasses of his normal mild.mannered.minister.of.youth persona. Up, Up, and away! Who's that up in the sky? It's a bird? It's a plane? No, it's Superhub! Faster than a speeding dish washer, more powerful than a Chinese laundry man!
Who, normally disguised as Minister Kev, fights a never ending battle for youth, their just deserts, and the heavenly way!
Proud of you, Kev! Just couldn't help the allegory of the cape.
Love
Jim-Dad
I need to get one of those capes for my hubby to borrow. If I came home and my hubby had done all of that, you would have to call 911 because I would have died! I hope everyone feels better soon.... that bug is no fun!
What a good mom you are~the duty doesn't ever end does it?
I agree, no one gets paid enough for someone elses bodily fluids to end up on them (as a nurse I KNOW this:)
Your hubby rocked that! What a sweet surprise!
Great job, dad! Your husband sounds like a good man.
I still remember puking when I was a kid and just loving the fact that my mom was there to hold my hair back. It made me feel loved and supported even though I knew she couldn't do anything. I try to do the same for my children.
I rarely have puking kids. It has been over a year since we've had a puking incident (knock on wood!).
Way to go Mr. Daddy-o!!! You are one blessed gal! ; ) Hope the baby girl is feeling all better and mommy can get some sleep!
Wow! He did great! The cape must have fit him well. You are a blessed woman that he even tried it on! :)
Mich,
Isn't it great when our men, do something that borders on the word, "Heroic" in our eyes?
So glad to hear that you are all doing much better today!
Love and Hugs ~ Kat
How sweet! I wish my hubby would put on my cape ever so often!! Glad your "baby" is on the mend!
Sounds like you've got yourself a keeper!!!!!
Prayers for your little girl being said too.
xox
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