I’m finding my life as a stay at home mum tough today.
I’m this pregnancy I seem very susceptible to coughs and colds. Daniel has been under the weather with a cold since last Wednesday, and I started with it on Thursday. I feel like I am constantly sniffling, coughing etc.
Today I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus. I ache, I’m feverish, shivering, no appetite what so ever, tired and lethargic and lacking any inspiration of what to do to keep Daniel entertained.
Thankfully, he took an early nap which meant we missed playgroup. Usually playgroups are a lifeline but I really couldn’t face 90 minutes today, especially as it was Christmas party day. I feel like an awful mum but I know i would have been less than engaged with the day.
In my dreams, I want to drink lemsip, get a hot bath and stay in bed whilst my husband brings me toast. In reality I have to be up at 645 with Daniel, sort his meals, engage him in activities, read to him and comfort him when he remembers he too doesn’t feel well.
All around me I can see the mountain of jobs that need doing… A tree to decorate birthday gifts to tidy away, present to wrap, washing up to do, ironing to sort, meals to prepare. It’s hard and I wish I could phone in sick. I feel like I’m letting Daniel down by not giving him the day he needs, we should be out for a walk getting fresh air, getting fresh fruit and veg and going to playgroup.
Instead, I find myself counting down the hours to bedtime and enjoying those couple of hours we snuck a little snooze earlier.