Being a Mum!

So it’s February! I can tell because it’s freezing cold, snow has stopped half the country in its tracks, and the dreaded norovirus is running rife!

If cold weather wasn’t difficult enough to cope with, vomiting children thrown into the mix just adds to the fun and games. Add a dash of man flu and an important parent’s evening and stress levels can rocket, as I discovered this week.

(Actually the man flu also turned out to be more than that – sorry!)

The thing is I’m not good with sick! Not that many people are, but I’m really not! So, a night of looking after my son ‘til he finally slept around 4.30am, was nearly the end of me.

Having to get up and organise my eldest for school nearly proved too much, but I got her out of the door and into a friend’s car complete with correct kit.

But that was all I could do, I returned to my bed, posted sleepy son in next to me and put CBeebies on for my youngest. This was how my husband found us, as he descended from the top floor room (where I had banished him to avoid coming into contact with sick – wishful thinking!)

Luckily, my youngest had sat happily on the bed watching a succession of brightly animated characters dance and sing for her. Heaven knows what would have happened if she had been in an adventurous mood!

I was saved by the appearance of my mother in law who swept in and took all small children away from me enabling me to sleep. She also insisted my husband rest and take the full 48hours off as expected after a bug.

 

I woke 5 hours later feeling almost human and ready to face a three hour parents evening ( I was careful not to shake hands despite using antibacterial gel!)

I returned at the end of a long evening having talked myself hoarse to find normality had returned to the household.

It’s funny how you can lurch form crises to control in a few hours but then from what I can tell that is just being a Mum!