I’m sick. or have allergies. Something’s up with my nose anyway, and all I want to do is dope up on some Benadryl or Nyquil and sleep the sickness away. But I can’t. I have all these kids. It’s a trap.
And, for some reason, they have a hard time emphathizing when Mommy gets sick. They still need things like food, water, clothing, shelter, and entertainment. The nerve. If you make me, I’ll admit that they have their moments, and have been known to bring me glasses of water, Kleenex, and pillows. But for the most part, I wander around in a stupor waiting out the day until either naptime or bedtime. Then, there’s relief. Then, there’s Nyquil.
For now, I’ll go get the Bedtime Routine underway, and count down the minutes until doped up slumber.