I have been under the weather the past couple of days. Yesterday I felt so bad that Chris had to get the girls up and ready for mother's morning out.
As I laid in bed feeling lousy, I could hear their voices on the monitor. I heard Ann Catherine start to cry when Chris said he was taking her to school instead of mommy (not that she doesn't love Chris, but mommy always takes her!). I heard Lily walking in the den and saying, "Mommy, where are you?" I heard them getting dressed, eating breakfast - all of the things they do with me each day.
And I realized - I miss my routine.
My girls go to a mother's morning out a few mornings a week and, unless something major comes up, I always take them. I get them dressed, I feed them and I drive them to school. After all, Chris works and this is why I stay home.
Chris told me Ann Catherine had a meltdown on the way to school because he went a different way than I go. "This is not the way mommy goes!" Ann Catherine cried. What can I say? The child is a creature of habit.
This life I have may not be the most exciting life in the world, but it's my life - and I love it. You don't realize that until you are sick and stuck in bed.
Speaking of staying home, can I just say how bad TV is in the mornings? I never realized it because in the morning our TV is always on PBS or Disney Channel.
Seriously, I flipped and flipped yesterday and couldn't find anything worth watching. I was over "The View" a long time ago when it became so mean and political. However, I also didn't care about watching the 8th hour of "The Today Show" and the "Price is Right" doesn't excite me either. I finally just crawled out of bed, grabbed The Huntsville Times and read it in bed. It was better than anything on television.
I'm just hoping this is over soon! I miss taking care of my girls and doing all those "mommy" things.