On Monday I was sick and Sydney tried to convince me to let her eat a whole box of crackers at once. I had to inform her that although I was sick, I wasn't delusional. Yesterday it might have worked though. Yesterday morning Aaron went on a business trip to Utah (don't worry, he's coming back today). While he was flying over the mountains in the early morning, I woke up feeling rather nauseated. Not cool. Both kiddos got up and we came down to have breakfast. While talking to my friend Karen telling her how crappy I felt, this is how it went:
Karen: Do you want me to come get Sydney?
Me: Oh, it's ok, I don't want you to have to do that (she has 2 kids just months older than mine)
Karen: Seriously, it's not a big deal
Me: Well, I might... wait...wait, Wait, WAIT! (thump as I toss the phone into a nearby basket of blankets as I dash to the bathroom)
Sydney: (in high chair) Mommy, I done!
Me:
Sydney: Mommy, I DONE!
Me: Mommy's busy, Sydney
Me: (back on the phone) uh, sorry Karen.
Karen: I'm coming to get your kids. I'll be there in 10 minutes.
Me: ok
Later as she and my visiting teacher met in my driveway to get my kids and bring me survival supplies (aka Sprite and Chicken Noodle soup) they discussed how glad they were that my children would not be in my care that day.
To be honest, I agreed with them. I don't think it would have gone so well.
Strangely enough, after a nap and some food, I felt great. Not just better, but like I had never been sick. Weird right? And definitely not flu-like. So maybe NyQuil doesn't agree with me? Or some undercooked chicken somewhere? Or maybe my body was ticked at the lack of sleep I get (courtesy of Mady) and decided it needed to take drastic measures for me to have a day off. Regardless of the cause, I'm overly grateful that Karen and Robin were there to take care of me. Thanks guys. My kiddos thank you to. They probably would have gotten ignored at my house for a time.