I suppose I should be thankful that Andy didn't get any worse than a runny nose. Or that I should somehow thank God that we were able to send Andy to the in-home daycare she attends two days a week, last week, so that I could at least get a little rest. But I didn't feel thankful, I felt guilty. Guilty that I sent her to be taken care of by someone else when I wasn't even going to the my office. Granted, I did spend the better part of the morning on email and answering voicemail in my oh so sexy, scratchy, sounds like I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes last night, raw throat voice. But, that's not the point. I'd heard of mother's guilt but now feeling it is different. The weekend came and went in a blur. I somehow managed to get up at 7:30 when Andy woke up on Saturday and 6:45 when she decided it was playtime on Sunday. I could have been angry with her. But one look at her face and I suddenly didn't feel so bad.
We're on the mend now and focusing on the upcoming weekend. I'm so excited for baby Andy's Halloween costumes. That's right that's plural - costumeS! I couldn't decide! Once Halloween has passed it's time to set our sights on the big baptism weekend which is leaning toward being a wonderful family filled celebration!
For now though, it's back to the cough, sniffle, blow nose, wash hands routine we've been mastering for about 5 days now.


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