Oh to be a child again, long gone are the days of snuggling in bed for 3 days watching tv, having my mum bring me flat lemonade and rich tea biscuits, sleeping and recovering until I’m better. Being poorlie as a grown up is crap, and takes twice as long to get better.
When I am poorlie 9 times out of ten I don’t have time off work or have time in bed. One of my older friends told me the best thing about her kids getting older was when she was ill she could just give in and go to bed.
Roll on those days!!!
I’m an expert at throwing up while trying to make the kids lunch boxes to ship them off for the day so I can rest. Gross but true.
Thankfully I have a few wonderful friends to do the school runs when I’m really bad so I get a few hours to rest.
But then comes the school holidays!! My poor mother is my god send, she helps out so much for me to work or spend the day with my head down the toilet. I couldn’t be without her!
Currently the children are at my mums, and as I type this I am in bed having a lie in before a long day at work at 10.15, I’m eating double cream Oreos. The house is quiet and still, I’m warm and cozy under the covers and am actually starting to feel less fluey. Sometime having a big sleep and a few stress free hours alone makes all the difference.
So if your poorlie, as hard as it is, try and make sometime to rest and recuperate. Easier said than done I know but for your physical and mental health it’s so important. I need to listen to myself on this as I know it’s true!
Are you a work/mummy solider like me who need to chill the fuck out?! I’d love to hear in the comments below!
The Secret Blog of a 30 Year Old
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