I knew it was just a matter of time. But, it’s finally happened. The CRUD has hit my house (aka a virus, a cough and in my case…laryngitis). It started with my son, who passed it on to his sisters….who then passed it on to me. Isn’t it lovely how that works (I mean, when I was a child, my mom NEVER got sick from us kids)? But what really chaps my back side right now is the fact that I am the one to lose their voice. Why not my kids? I mean, I could use the darn break, ya know (because they were not sick enough to stop bickering or mouthing off)! Noooooooooooooo. It’s gotta be me. I’m the one who can’t talk. And the rest of the family? Are laughing at me and thoroughly enjoying themselves.
They don’t get it yet. When momma isn’t happy…no one is happy. So, today, to their chagrin, mommy not only lost her voice, but she’s lost the ability to run the house. Oh, you’re hungry? Go make something; I’m too weak and sickly to cook. What’s that? You need clothes washed? I’m sorry I’m not feeling good…go tell your dad (remember, he LOVES to wash the clothes). Oh, I hate to disturb you while you are watching a movie, but….I need something to drink, go to the mail box, bring me some tissues, etc etc etc. By the time they went to bed, I was the only one left laughing (well, more like hacking and wheezing). I’m so bad! But, I’m sure I’m not the first, nor the last, mom to pretend to be sicker than they were…whether it’s to get a little break, to be catered to a little bit or to teach a valuable lesson. I think the lesson they learned today was…don’t laugh at your mom when she is sick (or if you do laugh at her, make sure it’s not where she can see or hear it) and treat her with respect because…mom may not always be around or choose to go out of her way to make your life easy. I don’t have to cook for you, I don’t have to wash your clothes and I certainly don’t have to do the gazillion other things that I do for you. One day they will appreciate me and all I do for them. I often look at my kids and immediately call my mom to apologize and tell her “you were right, I’m sorry and thank you for not killing me”. Something tells me I’m not the only one who does this….