Thursday, April 11, 2013
Sickness With Two Kids
There's nothing more heartbreaking than a sick child. I hate that they don't yet have the words to tell me if their head hurts, they have chills, or their throat hurts. At this age, 27 months, B and I have to guess what they need.
That kills me.
Since I'm the only one that doesn't get a flu shot every year, I was hoping that they would not get my cold or get it to a much lesser degree. It's been a week and Peanut still has a slight cough (as do I.)
After almost a whole week went by and Bug seemed to be healthy I hoped he wouldn't get it at all. B responded, "Yeah right! It's gonna happen." And then it did.
We're on day 4 of Bug's cold and I feel so, so horrible for him. He's coughing at night and we can tell his throat hurts when he's awake. He's exhausted from coughing all night and wants nothing more than for me to hold and cuddle him. I'm all too happy to oblige but my heart breaks when I have to hand him over and go to work.
My heart broke when I stayed home with him on Tuesday and instead of napping his cries were peppered with the most pitiful, "Mommy......mommy....." Obviously, I picked him up and cuddled him on the couch instead. That's pretty much how we stayed all day.
I would much rather experience an extended cold than have my children suffer through it; I can't even imagine the agony parents of children with serious illnesses go through. My heart breaks for them too.
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