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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Sweaty blessings...

I've always liked fevers. for the hot sweet proof that the body was hard at work attacking a bad guy...
Today I started off the day with both boys in school, a rare treat that I spent in a mad dash to do 450 small but neccessary tasks, picked up the younger after his finish and should have known when I walked in to find him sitting instead of playing. but no, i didn't know... went out for pizza with hubsJ and the babe, and came home to a phone call from the school nurse of the elder with a fever and a headache.
Now I have two fairly limp boys, quiet.  And it is just the wierdest blessing. . . a chance to remember who the older really is, beneath all the changes... that flushed cheek is so like his baby cheek. so like. the younger, his flush? i'm still learning it, as he's been sick so rarely in these three years we've had. 
I'm nervous and on edge, as I watch them and wait for coming projectiles... towels abound, the perfect bowls are perfectly placed... we wait... and watch... and get ready for bed.
and somehow? its a break. a relief. a calm in the storm that I will take and love and hug and wrestle to the ground. . .

2 comments:

Valerie said...

If he has what I do there will be no vomiting. Just a lot of sleeping.

Mama Mama Quite Contrary said...

Yes, also hoping it stops at fevers!