Last week life got put on hold somewhat as Little Boy was really poorly. He developed a nasty cold / flu type illness and suffered with nose bleeds and such bad coughing fits that he was sick every time. He had no energy, stopped talking, cried all the time and was just a sorry state.
Being my third child, I knew there was very little we could do but wait for it to pass, dose him up on calpol and ibuprofen and make sure he was having plenty of fluids and wet nappies still. It’s very hard watching your little person become so ill though, especially when there’s nothing really that you can do to make them better.
It was typical that last week was a really busy one. I had agreed to help out on a school trip and at Little Miss J’s rainbow class and we had a work night out for my husband as well as the usual blog work and building work going on in the house. We weren’t getting any sleep as we were up in the night with Little Boy, changing sheets and him as he was sick several times in the night. We were completely exhausted and very behind on everything.
But you know what? This little boy just wanted his mummy. And he never wants me! He just wanted me to sit with him, cuddle him and make him feel better. I know the feeling, sometimes when I am really feeling poorly I just want a cuddle from someone I love and it does wonders in making me feel better.
So last week life went on hold for a while. I spent the evenings snuggling Little Boy instead of working, ironing or cleaning. I delegated the ironing to Daddy while I cuddled the boy to sleep. Poor Daddy often stayed up until the small hours sorting the house as I couldn’t do it during the day. I had to ask for help for the school run for the girls as Little Boy kept being sick in the car (who else hates washing car seats?!). Basically life got put on hold until he was feeling better.
I’ve spent ages wishing Little Boy would calm down, walk nicely, sit still and not run, jump and climb everywhere. But this week I’ve missed his crazy little character. I’ve not liked watching him sit still, be clingy and sad and I’ve been willing my cheeky lively boy to come back. Fingers crossed he seems to be on the mend now and is talking and eating again. Half term will be really busy now because I have a lot of work to catch up on and I want to take the children out and about but it was worth putting everything on hold for a while, to hold my little boy tight and make him feel loved and looked after. After all, he is my world and nothing is more important than him and the girls.