I can’t stand it when my kids are sick. I feel so helpless and powerless and I automatically jump to the “worst case scenario” mode. I had myself convinced that Little Brother had meningitis this week because he had a high fever and was holding onto his neck…but it turned out to be strep throat (which can still be serious, but not nearly as bad as meningitis). A few weeks ago, I was equally convinced that Little Brother had MRSA…but that ended up being a scab from him scratching due to eczema. Yep, I am a little crazy and paranoid. Thankfully, my dad is a family physician and can usually put my mind at ease with just a phone call or quick trip to his office.
As much as I hate seeing my children suffer when they are sick, there is one silver-lining…the fact that I get to hold them all day long and cuddle with them. Besides doling out the medicine, it is one thing that I can do that makes me feel like I am helping the situation. I can cuddle, love, hold, and rock as long as it takes…and I don’t mind one bit.
So, even on the days that I am nearly sick with worrying about their sicknesses, I will cherish the sick days. I will put all other things aside to hold, cuddle, and love on my little sicklings. I will find comfort in knowing that in some small way, I can comfort them with my presence. That’s the power of a mama.