As I type this I’m sitting in my recliner, where I’ve been sitting all day, except the hour I took to go to the doctor. You see, I’ve been ordered to rest by my doctor. So no work for me, no cleaning the house, no projects. Because this mom doesn’t feel well.
And I’m bored out of my mind.
There’s a certain irony in this, I know. 2 days ago I would have killed for a day all to myself with nothing to do. All I had to do all day was watch HGTV and relax. But then it happened, and it sucks.
I’m looking around the house at things I need to do. I’m looking at the list of projects I want to complete for the house. And I’m fuzzy-brained from not sleeping well, so forgive me if I ramble.
Why is it so hard when mom doesn’t feel well?
When my husband doesn’t feel well, he rests. He complains about his worse-than-anyone-has-ever-had-before man-cold. He gets better. When my daughter doesn’t feel well, she rests. She watches tv. She eats popsicles. She snuggles.
When mom doesn’t feel well she carries on.
In my 5 years of being a mom I’ve taken 1 day off of being a mommy. I had the norovirus and ended up in the ER.
Other than that, I was still on duty. I still cleaned up (as much as I ever do). I still played chauffeur. I still made dinner. So to take a day and not do those things just feels… wrong.
It’s not because anyone forced me to do these things. It’s not because I want to be a martyr. It’s just because… because.
But moms need days off, too. We need days when dishes and laundry just pile up. We need days when everyone has cereal for dinner. We need days to ourselves and not be a mom.
So, while I’m bored and annoyed at my forced day off, I have decided not to feel bad about it, and in fact, try to enjoy it.