The kids are sick!!! We made it through the whole winter with no sickies and now, when it is beautiful outside and flu season is over, the kids are all sick. Shib has had a cold for about a week now. She is all snotty nosed and gross. Biz and Aev both had fevers today and were complaining of headaches. So, we spent this beautifully hot and summer like day inside watching endless hours of Netflix. It was awesome. Oh wait, it was totally boring. Okay, it was a little awesome.
I had that mother guilt/anxiety thing going on where I was worried about the kids being sick but still feeling guilty that they weren't outside "enjoying the day." What's up with that? Why can't I just take the day as it comes? It's like I always feel like I should be doing the opposite of whatever I'm doing. As if it would be healthy at all to take feverish kids out on a 95 degree day. No, I have to obsess all day about how they are stuck inside like it's the last hot day we are ever going to have. I also acted as if they are the only children to ever have a fever. I couldn't stop obsessing about why they were sick. Did they catch a virus and from where? Was it from the toy aisle at Target? Was it a kid at soccer or blastball? Was it from Kyle working at the hospital and now they have some crazy incurable hospital disease? Are they over heated and dehydrated because I insist on them always "enjoying the day" even if it's a zillion degrees out? Is it allergies? Seriously, what is wrong with me?
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