The word labor has so many meanings. The work I do five days a week (and say what you will about the teacher's union, I'm proud of to be a member).
The 22 hours I spent in labor to finally, blissfully hold a 9 pound baby boy. The hardly even counts as a labor except at the very end when it really, really hurt.
The labors of love we go through every day, caring for sick kids until we end up sick ourselves. But the kids still need to be rocked and loved, so your own sickness goes by the wayside. I don't ever remember my mom being sick as a kid and I think of that every time I get sick. Yet, I wonder if it's not that she didn't get sick, just that she pushed it aside enough to keep going.
This weekend was not the three day weekend that I'd looked forward to since the start of school. Instead, Tommy has been miserably sick and today, I woke up feeling awful. Still, he doesn't feel that well, so as much as I'd like to curl up and nap... I'll be spending my day rocking and cuddling a sick little boy. So maybe I can't breathe and swallowing is excruciating, but the rocking and the cuddling and pushing aside my own sickness? That's one labor I don't mind one bit.
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you know, when you said you don't remember your mom ever being sick, i thought about my mom, and the same thing. us moms do push our own sickness aside. but on that note, treat yourself to something sweet once you recover! hope tommy gets better soon too!
Now that you mentioned it, I don't remember my mom being sick either. Funny. I hope whetever you have is gone by tomorrow. I will be thinking about you and all the other mommy teachers that wish they were home. :) {{{hugs}}}
Hoping both Tommy and you are all better... sending hugs. I'm remembering a few Labor Days... the day before school started all those years of teaching. Most times Barry and I gathered up the kids and grandmothers and headed to a water park or beach... it was always a bit cooler than just a few days earlier (psychological, I think) and then we'd have fried clams or end-of-summah lobstah... just before the summer restaurant closed for the season. Wow. It all seems so long ago... and now our grandchildren are all off creating memories and traditions with OUR children today! Feel better soon!!
I have nothin' but love for the teacher's union. ;-) Hope you are ALL feeling better!!! I don't remember my Mom ever being sick either yet my two year old will ask me if I have a headache when I have a migraine, guess I am not doing as well with that one. First day of school in my neck of the woods today - rules, rules, rules... yippee? :)
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