At home with sick child

I am new at this blogging thing. I am at home from Church with a sick child. There is nothing like the smell of throw up to start your day off! And no matter how many times you wash your hands - you smell it for hours after the moment happened.

There should be an award - or at least a tax deduction - for every time you have to clean spit up, poop, and everything in-between as a mother.

A few weeks ago my 1 yr old had runny poop, and my 5 yr old was constipated. He had been for quite a few days. So that particular day I was helping my 5 yr old get everything out and trying to slow down everything coming out of the 1 yr old. There is nothing glamorous or beautiful about days like that. By the time my DH came home - I was a mess! In my mind I kept thinking - please love me even though I look this way. But in the next second I thought - YOU - you did this to me. The mind of a stay-home -mom!! We either are o top everything and run things like a fortune 500 business -- or we are two bowls of Cheerios away from the nut house.

And then the next day seemed to be out of movie. My two youngest - poop free now - seem to be the most loving children. Wanting to give me loves, and they went off and played together so I could get things done for my business - not to mention I made a dent in the never ending pile of laundry. I swear, I actually heard birds singing outside. And I thought, you know, yesterday wasn't THAT bad. Days like today make up for days like that.

Why is that I cannot seem to remember the great days when I am in the middle of those - let me back in bed days? I guess it is actually the opposite. When we are having the good days we forget how awful the bad day was. It is a lot like child birth. We forget how painful it is - and how miserable you are the last few weeks of pregnancy. IF we didn't there would be only one child households all over the world. I thank my Father in Heaven I was allowed to forget. So are my 4 other children that came along after the first!!