With my Belle sitting beside me on the couch, fireplace roaring, TV on (unfortunately), washing machine rumbling, dishwasher churning and Ben yelling at me from the other room...I'm wiped.
I've finished working for the day and honestly have no reason to be as tired as I am. So, as my sweet little girl puts her head on my shoulder and tries to simultaneously read what I'm typing (Hi Belle!) and watch TV, I recap my day in my head and wonder why...why am I pooped.
And the answer comes to me from the other room. Ben.
Ben got sick this week for the first time since he was in 1st grade. He somehow came down with walking pneumonia and on top of that, has a hurt foot. He fell down the stairs over a week ago and is still limping on it. After calling the diagnostic center his doctor recommended I take him to get an xray (he thinks he may have a stress fracture or avulsion fracture...thanks for explaining that one, Leigh) and find out they don't take appointments...I'm not exactly looking forward to tomorrow.
And let me clarify that Ben has in no way worn me out. I have worn myself out worrying about him and his high fever and my inability to make it magically disappear. He's so much better today, but the past two days he was a different and very sick little boy and I just wanted him to feel better.
And I know I'll worry about both of them forever. Just as my dad still worries about me. I know I'll want to help them forever. I've already made them promise they will live with me forever (I know...that desire will probably change one day!).
So for now, I'll enjoy them being around every day for me to love on and tell them over and over again how amazing they are. The only thing positive about when they are sick is they want to snuggle. My normally can't-sit-still kids want me right beside them, holding them and stroking their heads or scratching their backs. They fall asleep on me, while burning up with fever, moaning and I'm reminded how lucky I am to have these amazing little creatures as part of my life.
That is until the fevers disappear and they start fighting and tattling again. Nahhh...still lucky!
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