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Time Waits for No Mom

I feel a little bit like I’ve been hit by a truck.  Only instead of convalescing in a hospital room nursing my wounds, I just have to get up and walk around with two broken legs.

Ergh.  I’m so tired I can’t even metaphorize.

Every mom is a full-time mom, and there’s never any paid vacation or sick leave.  Or bereavement time.

So 6 hours after your grandfather dies, when your daughter wakes up screaming in the middle of the night constipated, you WILL have to sit with her for an hour until she gets it worked out.  You WILL have thoughts like, “What the crap?  My grandpa just died and now I am going to have to dig a turd out of my child’s butt!”  (Thankfully it didn’t come to that.  But for awhile it looked it was going to be that or the ER.)

And now, the day after a meaningful but exhausting funeral and burial, it seemed so wrong to have to open my eyes and get out of bed to get Sophie ready for school.  After dropping her off, I have to get to Kroger, because we’re still out of bananas and bread and drinks for Joshua’s lunch.  And crackers.  We must have crackers.  Sophie’s lust for crackers won’t wait for me to recover, either.

So life is moving on.  But I’m so tired.  Could someone freeze time for another few hours so I can catch up?

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14 Replies to “Time Waits for No Mom”

  1. So sorry. I went through the same with the death of my mom when I was 28 and had three small ones (and was preggers too). Don’t forget that the people that say “call if you need anything” genuinely mean it and call if you need to. Prayers are with you.

  3. Ugh. The most UNglamorous side of motherhood.

    On the whole poopin’ (or mostly NOT poopin’) thing… has anyone ever told you to spike Sophie’s drink (water, milk, juice… doesn’t matter) with a teaspoon of mineral oil? I haven’t had to use it, but my aunt and uncle swear by it. Just don’t spike two drinks in one day or things get a little TOO slippery… 😉

  5. So sorry for your loss! I haven’t had to go through that yet, with a death in the family, but the same applies whey a mom is sick. Babies and kids can get sick, daddies can get sick, but mommies can NOT get sick! We just have to mutter through somehow, someway. I agree with Michelle; take up the offer of help from your friends or whoever offers. They wouldn’t say it if they didn’t mean it. We all have to lean on someone else from time to time. And who better than another mommy!! Take care!

  6. Jenny – we used to give our son miralax in his milk – worked great. now i’ll give him a fiber one bar if i notice he’s having problems getting things going on his own. he’d also wake up constipated, or stall bedtime if he needed to go, but couldn’t quite get it done. the fiber bars have cut down on the drama of pooping. hang in there – one day at at time, even if several try to attack you at once.

  8. Hey sweetie,
    Jesus promised me we can sleep when we get to heaven. Just imagine the big cozy bed waiting for us!!!!!!!!!!!! xoxox but yea, right there with you. can’t EVER call in sick

  10. Ugh. This post couldn’t have come at a better time. My 2 1/2 year old son was up 3 different times last night. I’m prego and need the sleep. He slept better as a baby than he does now! So crazy. I needed to hear that I’m not the only one that struggles with never having a day off. Can’t I just call in sick? 🙂
    Nicole

  12. so sorry to hear/read of your loss. I’m sure your grandpa is looking down from heaven and watching over you and your family. you’re in my thoughts and prayers. I say have your hubby take the kids out to breakfast while you catch a quick nap! 🙂

  14. As I have also had some disgusting (vomit covered) days of mourning, I feel you cuz. But, in a way, the distraction is a good thing, I can’t be sad, I have to go clean up after somebody. Love you.

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