Greetings from the weeds of Mommyland…day 4 of a sick kid. Just a garden-variety virus I’m assured, but one that has kicked Deal Girl’s butt. No matter how mellow of a parent you are, a fever of 104 sends your heart racing…and Deal Girl has a flair for the dramatic fevers.
And while I certainly want her to get better, I’m not minding the forced slowdown. Not minding un-ironically rocking the Vinylmation Snuggie, not minding the Charlie Brown Specials marathon, not minding the sudden and intense need for “Mommy”. At 7, Deal Girl races toward tweenhood after her brother and most days is too cool for “Mommy”. I’m “Mom”, 1/2 of the time with an eye-roll in her voice.
I’m prone to bristling by day 4 of such confinement, but this time am sailing through. After 11 years, Deal Dad and I have learned that the best way I can Mom in the weeds is to have a full tank of energy, which I get from solo travel. And between Beaches Moms and Italy, I’m pretty topped up.
Now if this is the 1st sign of a repeat of the winter of 2010-11 in the making, well, just don’t tell me!
How are you keeping your tank full for the upcoming winter? Please share in the comments.