Wednesday, February 17, 2010

When He's Sick

It's amazing when my kid is sick how my mind floods with memories of my own childhood. Being sick and being alone. That's what I remember. There was the time I had the chicken pox and had to stay with Connnie, the evil bitch babysitter from hell. That was no fun. Imagine having chicken pox and having no one there who wants to hold you and tell you it's all going to be ok. She would put me in the bathtub at 4 years old and leave me there until the water was cold and I shivered.

I can recall another time with a different babysitter (whose name I can't remember) and I was throwing up. This woman was so grossed out by the vomit that she was complaining when my puke ended up on the floor and she had to clean it. She made me clean some of it myself. No hugs or rubbing my back. I think I was maybe 5 or 6. Can't remember exactly.

So for me it is a priority when my kid is sick that I am with him the entire time. I don't feel comfortable having him with anyone else but me because I feel like no one can give him the love and attention that I, as his mother, can give him. Today we're home sick because he threw up in bed last night. He woke up today acting fine and probably could have gone to day care. But just in case, he needed to stay home with his mom and get hugs and kisses and lots of attention. He will always feel comforted when he's sick. Always.


  1. Even though it is hard work to stay home with a sick child (grumpiness! crying! geesh!), I love when he lets me just HOLD him and lay on the couch. That happens most often when he is not feeling well. I could just hold him forever!

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  2. I feel the same way, even now when my baby is 16yo. No one loves a sick, puking kid, like his momma.

  3. My husband is great with our kids when they are sick but I still feel the need to be the primary. It's innate, I think.

  4. You just want to make all the hurt go away for them. He'll look back and remember how his momma was there when he needed you.

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  5. UGH. This absolutely breaks my heart.

    I'm so sorry you had to endure this. I'm completely impressed at the way you have overcome the shit you had to deal with. That little boy is so lucky to have you... I hope that he feels better soon for all of your sakes :)

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