Since I’ve been living in the land of coughing, croup, fever and snoozle for the past few days and worrying to death that I’m going to get sick just prior to my trip to NYC this week, I thought I’d share with you a post from when Bug was a wee one. Originally posted 6/09
When you have a child, you inherently know that your life will never be the same. The very thought of CREATING another human being just reeks of – never, ever the same – and that’s a good thing. There is an excitement to it, a raw, earthy feeling of creativity. I am creating something. I am changed.
But then there are the regular, old changes that come later. Some of the them SLAP you in the face, like the fact that you may never sleep in AGAIN..at least until your kids are teenagers and are sleeping until noon themselves. Or the fact that really and truly, make-up is your best friend. Au natural is not my thing.
Other changes creep up on you and subtlely take root in your body – like my most recent discovery. My immune system may be on the fritz forever.
I am not one to get sick. I take my 1-2 colds a year with gusto, pop a little Zicam and call it a day. I, unfortunately, have been plagued with migraines for most of my life, but I don’t consider that being “sick”, it’s just a royal pain in my tookus.
But since Wonderbug has been born, I have been sick at least 4-5 times. And this last time, this heinous, nasty stomach bug, made me ponder if my immune system is ever coming back. The colds I’ve had seem to take up residence in my lungs and nasal passages. They have this firm grip and seem to want to suck the life out of me like a horrible tick. I am WIPED OUT! I don’t even think a weeks vacation complete with massages and other spa treatments could cure me.
I don’t mean this to be a complaint. I wouldn’t trade this for anything since it means every morning I peak over the edge of the crib and see this little grin on an adorable face of drool. The bug is my everything…and therefore, worth sacrificing my immune system. It’s just that it caught me off-guard. I hate being sick. But bring it on…. Parenthood rocks!