I was trying to reassure a colleague of mine, who has young kids, that one day he will NOT be chronically ill. He is NOT suffering from a long-term illness. Nope. Like many parents, he is catching every cold, stomach virus, flu bug, achy-crud his little kids can generate. I swear that when my kids were young, my husband I weren’t completely well and mucus free for two years.
There’s no getting around it. You can take your vitamin C and scrub your hands germ-free… but those little bug-factories will cough right in your face. Or you’ll end up kissing their snotty-little cheeks, anyway… because they’re so darn cute even when their contagious. Just resign yourself to the fact that when one of your kids gets sick, EVERYONE in the family will catch it.
I remember one night when my oldest was about five and I heard him getting sick. As I ran toward his room, he proudly proclaimed, “It’s OK, Mom! I leaned OVER the bed. My blanket is clean.” That might have been helpful, had my two boys not been sleeping in BUNK-BEDS at the time. And my oldest was on the top bunk. Yep. “It” went everywhere: the wall, the lower bed, his little brother- who had been VERY rudely awakened. I marched everyone into the tub while hubby earned a million spousal points by cleaning up the room. And yes, everyone got sick, soon after that.
But trust me, dear parents, there will also come a day when you realize you can actually BREATH. Not just because the germs are leaving you alone, but they have stopped continuously picking on your little ones. You are suddenly NOT up every night, gently rocking a tiny fever or mucus riddled bodies, praying for them to get well, worried to death and wondering WHY germs have the audacity to pick on little people so often.
And that’s when you can laugh about the time your oldest kept his blanket clean by leaning over the bed that night . . .
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