my nine month stint is over. i am officially sick with the flu. as much as i hate to admit it, it am. i used to pride myself on the fact that everyone around me could get sick, but somehow i always stayed healthy. for nine months i managed to stay fine, nine months! i remember it clearly because beckett was just a newborn and scott was back at work so my dad had to fly in to help me with the kids (thanks dad!) scott used to call my immunity my superpower. i think this last week finally did me in. the kids got really sick, one at a time, and then scott got sick. i guess it was a matter of time. poor beckett, he was so mad at me today. i could not pick him up, i mean, have you seen him? he is huge and my whole body was aching so i would just sit with him on the floor or just leave him to cry by himself (i know i am a terrible mom). so scott comes home to pick up ella to take her to lunch at his school and as soon as scott walks in the door b zooms right to him, crying his eyes out...i think he was trying to tell on me. scott tries to hand him back to me and beckett would not come to me. he has never ever done that. he was royally pissed off at me. i don't think he is over it yet.
here is my conversation with ella about mommies getting sick (on sunday before i got the flu.)
ella: mommy are you sick?
me: no, mommies can't get sick.
ella: why?
me: well, who takes care of mommies when mommies are sick? (hoping she will say, "mommy i will take care of you because i love you, you take care of me, ....")
ella: NOBODY!
not true, scott was a real trooper today canceling a meeting to be at home with the kids and prep dinner for tomorrow night. thanks, babe!