Thomas is home today. Sick kids and neurotic moms are just not a good mix. I hate the fact that my kids can't "not feel well" without me going to worst case scenario in my head. I am not at all surprised that Thomas is miserable. My allergies are the worst they've been in years. I am a horrible mom and I haven't been good about making sure he takes his once daily dose to make sure he isn't miserable. I also know that he was up late last evening because of Catherine's meet (even though he didn't attend, he wasn't in bed) and the heat isn't helping either. I can't help but flashback to 50 weeks ago when he went to school feeling lousy on a super hot day and ended up passing out. So when I saw that same lethargic/I feel lousy behavior this morning. I didn't push to get him to school. I've given him an allergy med dose, as well as a decongestant/cough syrup, and he's gone back to sleep. His school goes so late in the date that I'm hoping I can take him in later and he doesn't have to miss the entire day.
I hate the fact that when any of my kids, but especially Thomas (I think because he was so sick as a little one) get sick, I immediately get my own sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and start praying. It is a complete overreaction, and I need to stop borrowing worry when there isn't a reason to worry. Here's to hoping he is up and about sooner rather than later!
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