Friday, February 12, 2010

Sympathy is overrated anyway

Is anybody out there?

So it's no secret I don't update the blog as much as I used to. I just can't seem to find the time. I do, however, have lots of time to spend on facebook and the internet catching up on Real Housewives of Orange County recaps and watching full Modern Family episodes.

I also want to let the cat out of the bag and tell you that for a long time I referred to my husband as only "T" but his name is really Tom. Actually it's Billie with an "ie", like a girl and his middle name is Thomas. Hence Tom. So, I'm not sure if I was trying to protect his privacy, copying the reference from another blog, or if I was just tired of typing his name because its sooo long, but his name is Tom. That is how I will refer to him because he deserves to have a name instead of an initial. Plus, he never reads my blog so I'm sure privacy is not a concern. And for that matter, I'm not sure how many people do read my blog anymore.

I realized over the weekend that while I may be approaching 30 yrs old, I handle being sick as well as the kids do. Which is not good. I found myself in the mist of a stomach flu, all alone in my bedroom. I was laying on the bed dying of nausea and stomach cramps when my husband came in. Relieved, I thought he was going to come sit with me, maybe offer a cold rag or something. He literally took one glance at me and shut the door. Angry with the lack of sympathy I crawled to the bathroom floor where I decided to make my moans heard throughout the house.

I waited. I waited some more.

Nothing.

I crawled out of the bathroom and peaked out of my door and found my two children and the man who promised to take care of me through SICKNESS and in health eating chicken wings and watching the Superbowl.

Desperate for attention I do the only thing that I knew to do.

I called my Nana.

She understands me even when the world abandons me. I could just see her nodding in agreement as I'm describing all the injustice.

"I take care of EVERYONE around here when they are sick," (sob, sob, gasp) and this is the way they treat me!? They just leave me in here to DIE!?"

Well hello dramatic, it's nice to meet you.

Would you believe that I actually started to feel better after I got off the phone with her? If that wasn't bad enough it was only a few hours later that my poor son came down with the same thing. The Superbowl was still on.

My husband put our daughter to bed and nursed Kyle and I (while trying to watch the game) for the rest of the evening. He even stayed up with Kyle until the wee hours of the morning, long after I had crashed for the night. I guess he does take that whole in SICKNESS and in health thing a lot more serious than I give him credit for.

Did you know that Virginia turned into Antarctica over the last couple weeks? Uh huh..it's true.
We've had a lot of snow and we've been stuck inside for many days. Kyle hasn't been to school in two weeks and getting to work has been very tricky. But it's all good, ya know why?
I told myself at the beginning of the year that God made snow and cold weather (in case you hadn't heard) and so if He made it, I was going to make the best of it. So while I don't really enjoy it, I can certainly appreciate the beauty of it.






Amen.

Do you know what else I can appreciate?



Sigh. I certainly do.


Last but certainly not least today is my Nana's birthday! I love you so much Nan and you are such a blessing to me. Thank you for your unconditional love and support:)

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