I have been incredibly sick the past couple of weeks. I've been pushing forward, the way I always have, until I no longer could. My cold developed into bronchitis and pneumonia. My doctor looked me in my eyes and said, "You've done your best. It's time to slow down." I'm not sure if she realized she was speaking a truth about my life that I needed to hear, but I heard it loud and clear.
So, this week I slowed down. I needed to rest and my husband rose to the challenge without me even needing to ask. My kids found ways to include me in the fun, even from my sick state on the couch. They played doctor, trying to heal me back to health. Each one spent a few moments crawling on the couch to squeeze in some snuggles with me and whispering, "I really hope you feel better, Mommy!" Even my dogs seemed to take notice and provide all the extra love I needed. It's moments like these when I slow down to really appreciate all that is around me.
I put this pressure on myself as a working mom to be strong and put together 100% of the time. I expect myself to be superwoman. But in reality, all my family needs is me, even if that's curled up in a blanket on the couch watching them play pretend.
Tanner and Declan playing "doctor" with supplies from their Koala Crate kit.