I truly believe there is no parenting experience more miserable than taking care of young children when you yourself are sick. And the more kids, the worse it is. Since there is no avoiding the inevitable rough times I've been making an effort to pay attention to the little things that make me happy, as silly as they may be. I've been burning my favorite candle to try to lighten up the ick factor that comes with a house full of sickies. Instead of trying to squeeze in a shower while juggling sick babies, I've been waiting until right after we put them to bed so I can indulge in a long (and by long I mean 12 minutes and not 2) shower. During my pre-baby days I showered whenever I felt like it, but now? I make the most out of it and treat it as my "me-time" when things are particularly rough. If I'm feeling crazy I break out my favorite sugar scrub and maybe even treat myself to a 2 minute DIY pedicure. I really know how to live the high life now don't I? All kidding aside, sometimes it's the sum of these little things is what get me through.
But we can't all be sick forever right? And in the grand scheme of life, things could be a lot worse than a stomach bug. Overall, I have three healthy kids, it was a good week to miss work, and we have plenty of new toys from Christmas to keep us somewhat entertained while we weather the storm. I genuinely miss my babies being happy and running around like the little maniac they are. Onward!