The Flu

Jack is sick and the world stops. All the things that seemed vital yesterday; finishing his nursery, planning his birthday party, finding a bridesmaids dress for a wedding that I’m in, reorganizing our closets, writing, all seem trite and small in the shadow of my sick boy. All of our plans for the day halt and are replaced with cuddles, books, nursing and anything else that can sooth his fever and aching stomach.

This is one of the amazing things about being a Mother; in a moment all of your plans are waylaid, sleep sacrificed and personal desire put aside, to tend to a raging case of the stomach flu, without thought or bitterness. This is a small-scale example of the enormous devotion of motherhood, it is such a beautiful feeling to experience, even if it comes with a side of  vomiting and diarrhea.

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  1. Vaughn was sick last week and I feel your pain. On monday he stopped my heart with a fever of 40 (approx 104 degrees). It’s brutal but we’ll miss it one day when they don’t want to hug you at all.

    • Such a high fever! I am glad your little one is on the mend. I agree about the hugs, Jack is not that cuddly, so I take advantage of the sick snuggles, the only perk of sick babies.


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