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May 5, 2018



So, the other day I caught the flu. Snot, phlegm, scratchy eyes - you know the deal.  


Off  to the  pharmacy I trot where I bought a bomb. 

NO, not the kind to ignite at home, although that  

would have been the easiest way to shush the household. Vitamin C,  Corensa C,  you  name  it,  I  got  it, in  my attempt  to  keep  what  I  knew  was  looming  at bay.  

3  days  later  I  have  bronchitis  and  2  days  after  that hubby  joins  me.  Of  course  his  is  worse  -  his  is  MAN BRONCHITIS  (DUN  DUN  DUUUUN) .

Mine  was  simply the  insignificant  kind  that  moms  get.  

The  kind  where  he  lays  in  bed  and  moms  carry  on the business of being  a  mom  to  the little  one,  mom  to  Sophia  (the  Siamese  who  has  suddenly  become  very  vocal)  and  now also  mom  to  hubby. 


It then dawned on me, the last time I was sick - before I was pregnant.

At the time, I didn't realize the significance of THAT moment! THAT would be the very last occasion in which I got to lie in bed and feel sorry for myself. Mommies can't get sick, we simply have no time to. 

I must admit, even though Lily is up ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT, and I have been vomited on everyday for the last 3 days, (not fun at 2:00am) and I'm sure the smell from those violent nappies has actually made a home inside my nostrils and even though I'm 100% sure I have never felt this sick before... OK, maybe slight exaggeration there, in those moments, my heart bursts with love.

I gently kiss the top of her head, whisper "I love you", and remind myself to top up on VitC because mommies can't get sick.  



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