Wednesday, February 25, 2009

How many moms does it take to...


The answer is ONE!

The question?

Who cares! It only takes one mom to do anything!

Do you know how I know?

Because I have been THAT mom for a week now.

If you need a about my day last Thursday!

Well, the next day my husband came down with the flu...the real thing, not just the generic sick feeling that can self-diagnose as something like the flu. I mean the real, honest-to-goodness FLU with handfuls of pills to be popped every morning and every night! Ick!

I have to say that I was not very sympathetic. I posted this.

I complained to my mom about the ridiculous state of health in my house and my obvious annoyance at my husband came out in that rant. She asked why exactly I was MAD at him for getting sick. And I blurted, "Because when I feel myself getting sick, I fight it. I just decide I am NOT getting sick and I don't!"

She returned with, "Well, Shel, not all of us have your super powers."


Point taken. My mood softened. I stopped being annoyed at the man who almost NEVER takes a sick day. I'm sorry, sweetlips! I'm glad you're feeling better.

Well, the only person better is my pre-schooler who had the (not-ringworm) ear infection! My husband is going into work for 1/2 days and my poor daughter is STILL on the couch. Strep knocked the wind out of her this time.

When did God get my attention and soften my heart? (He has a habit of doing this when I least expect it!)

Last night, everyone went to bed on time and I was starting to feel like things might be back to normal soon. That's when my oldest son came running into the living room sobbing!

"Mooooom! I think Punk's dead!"

We ran up and I took a deep breath as I looked into the cage of his 6 month old hamster...ummm...yep, no doubt about it, the little Punk had expired and by the looks of it, I think he committed suicide. (Stop laughing, I'm kinda serious) He was sprawled out on his bedding with blood coming out of his nose. The little freak was one of those rodents that thinks he's a circus act. You know, the ones that end up on America's Funniest Videos. He would run up the wrong side of his wheel and dive head first to the bottom of the cage on a daily basis. But I think this was his last dive.

It took quite some time for me to console my poor big kid. We talked about how in Heaven Punk wouldn't have to be in a cage because there are no predators where Jesus lives. We joked about the fact that Punk's new best friend could very well be a snake or a zebra. We giggled at the thought of him hoping on his striped BFFs back and taking off through the clouds and we cried because we missed him. My son even said he thought he could use this to write his first kids book! Ahhh, now there ya go, buddy, write your heart into a book! He's MY KID!

So, the sickness is s-l-o-w-l-y making its exit. Punk will probably be buried today. My sick hubby is taking a 1/2 day. And THIS MOM is headed to the SALON. I think I might get one of everything they offer just so I can HAVE to stay there until Tuesday.

All-in-all, as much stress as I have endured this past week, I wouldn't change it for the world. My kids and my husband are my life and I am so thankful for every situation that we get ourselves into because that's what makes a family. The good, the bad and the ugly.

So, how many moms does it take to love a family? Just ONE. This one! And it's more love than any of them could ever imagine! Sometimes we play the "I love you more" game.

I love you more than the grains of sand on the earth.

I love you more than the ounces of water in all of the oceans.

I love you more than all the snowflakes that have ever fallen.

I know my son could FEEL that love last night as we laid in his bed and snuggled.

(Oh, and my husband just might get lucky tonight)

One mom. This mom!

Tell me your tender moments!


Debbie Yost said...

I'm glad everyone on their way back to being healthy in your house. That is no fun!

So sorry for the hampster, too. That's the craziest thing I ever heard of!

MaBunny said...

hopefully your hubby will feel up to getting lucky tonight! lol. Glad he is feeling better, glad the baby is better and hoping your daughter kicks the strep soon.
Super mom ye definitely are!

Ann said...

So much to deal with.

When I tell my girls 'I love you' they'll say "I love you more". I respond with "Not possible". Because it just isn't. Ya' know?

This Mom said...

Thank you for your post today and I am glad your house is getting back to normal.

I had one of those MOM days where I had to hold the house together and DAD no where is site. Thanks for help me to remember find the good moments in a day and not just focus on the bad.

Bear said...

When I was little my mom and brother and I did the "Love you more..." and we used to close with "more than all the cowboys and indians." I have no idea how we started that, but it was the 70s. :)

My 40th b-day card was signed that way by Mom and Dad! Totally choked me up!

Rebekah said...

lol- we had a gerbil once that could have been considered komakasi

Glad you hubster is feeling better

The High Family said...

Ever hear the expression..."things happen in THREES"? Maybe your luck will turn around more craziness for a while. :)

Sorry to hear about the hamster. I couldn't help but LOL when you said committed suicide though. OH MY! Your poor son...are you going to get a new one?

Hope all is well in your house!

Haley said...

RIP Punk. :'-(

KathyB said...

awww...poor hamster...we found ours laying on her back in her food daughter said, well..she died happy, she loved to eat! lol As for the husband getting lucky comment...I'm not sure I can comment on that knowing that your MOM reads this ('hi mom') so I'll leave it at that, lol! Glad peeps are feeling better.

You're so only takes ONE mom for all the above...and really, in other times, would they really want two? :)

Anonymous said...

awwww,,,,,,,your poor husband...LOL. Hope he's feeling better. But how that hamster! Poor fella. Hope your son is handling it okay and the next pet is soon to come.