Waiting

I have so much to say. It has been days since I've blogged. Two reasons that are not my fault. First, our cable was down from Friday through Sunday. No internet. No phone. How quiet. The comcast guy said that sometimes modems and cords just go bad all on their own. interesting.

Then, on Sunday I realized that I couldn't swallow. This ended up being the full blown-fever-chills-achiness-sore throat-stuffy head-and other gross sick stuff that only happens upon me once every two to three years. Yuck. BUT...It was peaceful. Russ took all five kids out last night for dinner and to the YMCA. What an opportunity! A night to myself! I slept. Today, I finally feel better enough to walk down the stairs and check my messages. None too important. I might just go back to bed again. Is 72 hours of rest enough? I guess not?

In the midst of my illness, life goes on. Even without me. So the kids aren't dressed perfect and so what if you can't see their face behind their thick locks of hair. They don't care. So what if the house is a tornado of toys, dirty baby bibs, leftover food, dishes and papers. Everyone is being cared for anyway. Mommy's sick.

Rachel comes up the stairs and asks.." Mommy, you feelin' better yet?" When I whimper a quiet "no", she proceeds to run down the stairs to announce to everyone (as if she's got important new to share).. "MOMMY'S NOT BETTER YET!" Danielle then bursts into her own repetitive made up song of "Mommy's not better yet, mommy's not better yet..."

Missing mommy for two days makes a big impact on my little ones. I just wait in anticipation over the joy they will have when they see that I am up and awake when they get home. I have missed them too. They give me so much joy, I just have to get better.