A Sick Husband.
A Sick Child (the one who had heart surgery in March, which is a bit worrying)
Another Sick Child.
A Sick Self.
So this is what I have been doing the last 2 weeks. Shovelling soggy tissues, administrating medication, seeing to all basic needs, and all non basic needs. For the first week nobody knew anything. I had cleverly scheduled posts, thinking that I would only be out a week. Hind sight is 20/20.
Although, the world doesn't stop when the Mammy gets sick. Washing still needs to be done, food needs to be cooked and kids still need to get to school. I took my sick time while the kids were at school.
09h15 until 11h50.
I had to squeeze all my sickness into those few hours. Bloody hell.
I should have been blogging.... but I got sick instead.
|Yes those are my spotty Pj's, those are my Tissues, and that is my Santa. |
His name is 2Thumbs :)