Hey, working moms, what sort of luxuries do you allow yourself every now and then? Manicures? Shopping trips sans kids? Dinner out with hubby? I enjoy all of those things, but lately my big luxury is being sick.
I have been under the weather for the past month or so, but with the holidays, work and a few personal projects that got put on the front burner, I simply ignored the sore throat, fatigue, runny nose and all-over feeling of crappiness that crept in with all of that Christmas candy. I ran on adrenaline, and it got me through until Saturday morning. I took my daughter to the bookstore and lunch and then, on the way home, I started to feel like a wind-up toy with one of those keys in my back. As I pulled into our driveway and walked into the house, I felt that key turning slower and slower as my energy just gave out. I put on my pajamas, collapsed on the couch and slept for two hours, letting my husband handle Little One for the rest of the day.
That night, I went to bed at 7 and read a new book until 10:30, when I went to sleep again. I spent most of Sunday loafing around and feeling terrible. And do you know what? I really enjoyed it! It’s been a long time since I’ve had the time to lie in bed and allow myself to feel bad. So often I just power through because so much needs to be done and it’s easier to pretend nothing is wrong and rely on that 6-7 hours of sleep each night to refuel and repair my body.
I’m still feeling rather nasty – can’t smell or taste anything, low energy – but it’s much better than it was. Now that I’m back in the rush of things, I’m back to getting by. But after my decadent weekend of illness, I feel better able to face the new year. Let’s hope it’s a happy – and healthy – one!