DH has been sick since the day before yesterday. My son Christian has been sick since then, too. Yesterday it hit them both hard. DS is feeling a lot better. No fevers, thankfully. This morning, I wake up with a fever, body ahces, chills....not too excited about that.

Rewind to yesterday: DH promises to help me clean. Yay! Sounds awesome, I need help. :-)

Well, both of us were a bit pitiful this morning. We took some medicine and he's asking me for water while he's curled up on the couch. Ok. DS is whining, we cuddle for a little while. The baby starts fussing. DH is just watching a show. I'm waiting. My oldest is taking up my time and attention. Baby still crying. Finally, I break, "Could you grab the baby??" "Oh." I'm the one getting everyone drinks. I'm the one who sets DS up with some cereal.

Finally, I tell him that I want to clean after his like 6th show is over. "Okay." Great. So I decided to let him finish his show and I'll pick up the kitchen. DH finishes his show (a few minutes later) and says, "I'm going to go set up the music." (That way we could listen to some while we cleaned up upstairs.) Alright, sounds good.

My baby is crying at my feet, my other son is wanting my attention. He finally comes downstairs and I tell him to pick up the baby please. He says, "Just set him up with a bowl and spoon to bang with." Okay. Nope, the baby is more interested in the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. After several attempts to redirect his attention I finally tell DH, "Just grab him, please." (Mind you, DH hasn't picked up anything.). Okay.

They go upstairs. I clean up the whole kitchen, the dining room, sweep the living room and pick up some toys and start a load of laundry. I go upstairs expecting to find him cleaning.

Nope.

He's sleeping with both my boys locked in the room with him. I woke him up and we folded a load.

Now he's sleeping again, because his "fever is about to break, and it makes me sleepy."

Oh yeah, what about your sick wife? It's alright, I'll just suck it up and clean and watch the boys and don't mind my body aches.

And I HATE when I complain of a dirty house and he goes, "Don't worry baby, it takes two. It's not all your fault." I takes FOUR since we are a family of four so why am I (ONE PERSON) doing MOST of the cleaning.

*sigh* Ok. Vent over. I'm going to go put the baby to sleep and then wake him up, damn it.

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nicol...
Nov. 15, 2009 at 4:50 PM

*Hugs* That's really crappy hun, I'm sorry you're all sick! I'm even sorrier (sp?) that you have to do all that without help while you're sick. Men are such big babies when they get sick, it's like the end of the world. They also think that we're super heroes that can endure anything and everything, but yet they're the stronger gender right? LMAO I say that since you did all of that by yourself, catch up on some much needed rest and let him take care of the kids. I hope you all feel better and again, take deep breaths, everything will be fine.

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