Tuesday, September 10, 2013

We're still alive...amazing!

Perhaps the biggest blessing in disguise in dealing with sickness is that it recalibrates your gratefulness gauge. Once the kiddos start to get even the tiniest bit better, and you can see the light at the end of the tunnel (a speck, now bigger), your mourning turns to dancing. Wow, I'm wiping noses every six minutes now instead of every five. Think of how much extra time I'll have when these little noses finally dry up (right!). Wow, we might actually get to emerge from the house in a few days, and drive somewhere! If the car still starts. Wow, I might get to have a kid-less conversation with my husband some evening in the near future, because he might start going to bed a little later than 8:30 (only to lie there for hours because his biological clock is all messed up, poor nocturnal sickie-soothing hero of mine). Wait, biological clock, is that the right term? LOL. Help me somebody, my brainwaves are flat-lining.

Anyway, the cycle with sickness in my experience seems to be firstly, what, they're sick again? and of course on the one week/weekend we had a bunch of fun things planned; secondly, man, these poor sweet little bodies are really suffering, I'll do anything to help them; and thirdly, huh, (don't get your hopes up but) they seem to be getting better. Maybe I can come up for air just a little and...oh wow, the earth is still spinning. The calendar is still clipping along (with parental anniversaries looming, eek). And if I run to catch up, maybe I can jump back on the event merry-go-round...well, it will have to slow down a little first.

Guess we'll lose the germies in a few days. But hopefully not the gratefulness germ. (I think this is cheesy but I'm not sure because my cheesy gauge has not been recalibrated yet. I'll need a little more sleep for that first.)

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Body clock! Popped into my head unsolicited at 5:00 am this morning as I was trying to go back to sleep. Early morning rendezvous with teething babies are good for something (besides snuggling). I don't trust myself to comment on the biological clock right now.