Oct 15, 2009

Medicine For The Soul

I have officially become the fourth victim in this house that has succumb to the dreaded swine flu. Thankfully, we've all lived through it and gotten medicine quickly (thanks to our wonderful pediatrician) which mercifully limits the number of days you're down and out.

I "called in sick" to my job this morning. My alarm normally goes off at 6:30am. But this morning, as I was turning it off, I announced to Chuck that I am officially calling in sick today. There's no way I can get out of bed!

Needless to say, the kids were beside themselves. Mommy is almost never sick - especially not sick enough to not come out and say "good morning" to everyone. They took it upon themselves to make me better no matter what. They just couldn't sit around, they felt the need to DO something. Thus the array of beautiful love notes on all kinds of media:

Bennett marches into my room as soon as he saw the door was opened and immediately tapes this to my headboard. It says: "Thanks for the pillow, it made me feel like you where there with me. Love Bennett". Last night, Bennett also went to bed sick. I gave him one of the decorative pillows on my bed to comfort him. This was only a return gesture for a favor Bennett had previously done for me the last time I was sick. He gave me one of his favorite stuffed animals for me to sleep with. I made him a thank you note telling him how special that was and he taped it on his wall. I guess he wanted to do the same in return.

No sooner had he finished taping that above my head, when in walks Chloe and gently places a little note into my hands and lays next to me and says, "I didn't know where you were?" The note reads: Hi Mommy I hope you feel better soon love Chloe."

I haven't even been awake for 10 minutes and I can feel the love. They want to will me better with acts kindness and love. As I zombie walk out of the bedroom, headed for the kitchen, Bennett tells me to come see what he made for me in the gameroom. He has apparently also written more love notes for me on the whiteboard. It reads: It doesn't matter if you're still in your pajamas or not. I still love you. And: It doesn't matter if you look pretty or not, you always look pretty to me. Okay! How can I not feel instantly healthy after that big boost of love?!

It seemed to work for a while. I had enough energy to paint pictures with them and do a little school with Chloe. But by lunch time I was exhausted again. So Bennett went to work on this little Powerpoint for me:
And as if all this wasn't quite enough. The kids decided that a nice make-over at the end of the day would be an excellent way to finish their effort in the 'Pursuit of Making Mommy Better' day.
It was truly a joint effort...and I have to say, don't I look so much better?!

I should be ready to take on the world tomorrow. My love bucket is overflowing!
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