(Please take note: While inside this post, all italics are meant to be read with an English accent. Make sure you watch the video to understand why.)
Our house is full of sick men right now.
Have you ever seen a sick man before? It is pretty much exactly like this:
Yup, my husband has a “man cold” (or Ebola, as he calls it). He came down with it on Friday night, and he’s still sniffling and telling me that he’s going to die and calling out “Laura! Laura!” (Honesty, this is what he actually said to me last night: “If I die tonight, I just want to let you know that I love you. Raise my son to be a big, strong, good man”.)
Well, Sunday night came around and then Laura got sick too. Let me tell you, being a wife, a mom, and sick is not a fun combination. Luckily, Dan stayed home from work sick on Monday and Tuesday so at least we could tag team the whole parenting thing.
Unfortunately, having two sick parents means that my actual poor little bunny got sick too. I started noticing that Cameron wasn’t quite himself on Monday. He was fussing a little more than usual, he was a little stuffy and I was worried that he had a sore throat because he would cry while nursing. He slept well Monday night and was back to normal on Tuesday.
Come Wednesday, I didn’t have to guess anymore. There is no doubt about it, my baby is sick. He was all stuffy and had a hard time breathing through his nose. By bedtime, things were really bad. When my poor baby wasn’t sniffling, snorting and snoring, he was awake and screaming.
I realized that this is the first time Cameron has ever been sick. What a strange sensation that must be. Being sick sucks (I can definitely attest to this, but if you want to really know just how much it sucks, ask my husband), but at least we know what is going on. We know we will get better and we know that eventually this will be a distant memory. We will be healthy in just a few days.
But Cameron has never experienced being sick before. He has no idea that this will soon be over and that he will be okay.
This is why I need to hold my baby tight, comfort him, and try to let him know that I am here with him. Everything will be okay, little man.
All things considering, I think Cameron has every right to act on his man cold.
(Okay, you can stop reading in an English Accent now. Also, as you can see, there is not going to be a Thinner Thursday post this week. I am taking this week off because even though I don’t have a man cold, I’m still sick).
