Written by Eileen Wacker
Moms need other moms. It’s a simple fact, and a complicated truth. Because it’s hard for moms to ask for help, to admit we are drowning. But once in a while, the white flag needs to be raised. Even our bones feel weary and we get prone to disillusionment, like when a mob of parents stampede children at an Easter egg hunt, trying to get the most candy.
Moms need other moms. It’s a simple fact, and a complicated truth. Because it’s hard for moms to ask for help, to admit we are drowning. But once in a while, the white flag needs to be raised. Even our bones feel weary and we get prone to disillusionment, like when a mob of parents stampede children at an Easter egg hunt, trying to get the most candy.
My working mom friends want someone to inform the cold and
flu season that its time is up. Our kids are still dropping like flies and it’s
a bad strain this year. We need the illnesses to stay within their cycles! Allergy
season’s biggest punch is around the corner. We’ve exhausted our back-up plans.
My friend Elise said, “I had no choice but to ask my mother-in-law for help and
now she’s extracting her payment in blood. Two days of babysitting my sick kids
equals six months of extreme and unquestioned intrusiveness and all can do is
smile and be grateful.”
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Last weekend, my oldest daughter went to a weekend camp
sponsored by her school. The camp was cold at night, hot during the day, and the
bare bones accommodations provide a place to sleep. Period. I picked her up and
she informs me in a nasally and gravelly voice, “My throat hurts.” We stopped
to get over-the-counter mediations. I ran her a vanilla foam bath. I made a homemade
pasta dinner. She went to bed early with enough Mucinex in her system to kill a
baby rhinoceros. This is ‘thwarting a potential illness 101’ for moms.
She woke up the next morning and said, “My throat still hurts.”
She had no fever and didn’t want to miss her math test. I said, “Call me in an
hour and tell me how you are.” She texted me that her throat hurts but she can
finish the day. After school, wants to tell the track coach she is sick so
he’ll know she’s not faking. I text her back, “I need you to get well. No
track.” I’m not sure if she is exhausted or sick. Later in the day, she texts,
“Kylie had strep and still came to school last week.” Ugh. I have four kids,
two dogs and my husband is traveling. I don’t have time for a strep epidemic to
hit my house. I call in some reinforcements and leave work.
The Moms Code author Eileen Wacker writes the acclaimed childrens books The Fujimini Adventure Series. Learn more here.
The Moms Code author Eileen Wacker writes the acclaimed childrens books The Fujimini Adventure Series. Learn more here.
My mom friends rally to help me. I spend two hours in Urgent
Care while they pick up my other three kids. My daughter tests positive for
strep throat. To be honest, I have to ask what it is. It is a bacterial
infection. It is contagious. She takes the shot to the butt over the
prescription medicine. One trip to the pharmacy saved! I celebrate. Just
kidding. My thoughts travel down some random alleyways. “I’ve got to fetch my
kids. They’ve missed two sports practices and piano lessons. A plus is we
caught the strep early. A minus is she will be quarantined to her bedroom.
Little sister moving into my bed. All
bedding washed. I was serious about sticking to a diet this week. Pizza is now
on my diet because I always need pizza when I slip into survival mode.” My
daughter snaps me back to reality. “Mom has anyone ever died from pain? I feel
like there are razor blades in my throat.”
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