I'm Lindsay Ferrier, a Nashville writer with a passion for family travel, exploring Tennessee, and raising kids without losing my mind in the process. This is where I share my discoveries, along with occasional deep thoughts, pop culture tangents and a sprinkling of snark. Want to get in touch? Use the CONTACT form at the top of the page.
October 24, 2008
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It has been a long, long week. And yet I’ve written very little. Why you ask?
Five head colds.
Yes, five out of six members in our family have come down with a rotten head cold, most notably, as far as I’m concerned, Punky, Bruiser, and myself.
The colds themselves aren’t that bad, but both kids are hacking to the extent that we’ve had to cancel all activities that would have them closely interacting with other children, and that has mean we’ve spent quite a bit of time at home. Coughing. Blowing our noses. And feeling very, very cranky.
Generally, I enjoy being a mother, but this past week, not so much. Every screech from the kids felt like a Calgon moment. Every howl felt like I was living out a cheap horror movie. All I wanted to do was get back into bed and pull the covers over my head for the rest of the day.
But I soldiered on. Because not only did I have two kids who needed me, I had writing deadlines.
Yes, in an intense spasm of irony, I had decided to get a whole lot of work out of the way this week so that next week, Halloween week, would be fairly free and clear of stress. I’m sure that next week will be fabulous, due to all my hard work.
But it made this week even more hellish.
I’ll get through it- We always do, don’t we? The kids are on the mend, I’m feeling a bit better this morning, and by next week I’m sure we’ll all be close to normal. But this all served to remind me that soon, it will be Sick Season, and these kinds of weeks will be happening far more often.
Ugggggggh.
This post originally appeared on Parents.com.
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