I've officially gone astray from my physical activities. It's been two weeks since my daughter's hospitalization. We have been back home for more than a week but I wasn't able to get back to my routine because I have been sick myself.
During the week that my daughter was at the hospital, I was the one taking care of her. And while I was taking care of her, I was also down with the flu. Of course, I have to just walk the fever and the headache off because I cannot be mom while I m sick.
I still have to get up, take care of my sick daughter, while I also tend to my own medical needs. I'm glad (and quite proud of myself, actually) that I made it through the whole week without breaking down.
Because I was thinking that if I do breakdown, our family would fall. My husband will need to take days off which means our finances will also be impaired. I realized that I cannot get sick. I need to make sure that everything goes on with our lives smoothly. No, getting sick is not on my motherly to-do list. I can't be sick. Like ever.
When we got home from the hospital, I was still feeling under the weather and it took more thn two weeks for me to feel myself again. It might be because I was not getting enough rest as a sick person should have. That's just how it is. Rest is for the weak. And I cannot be sick for my family. Those dishes aren't going to wash themselves, food just won't cook itself, the laundry won't just magically clean and dry themselves.
I guess that's just how moms are hardwired to do. Even if we're not feeling good, we still do have to get up and fight another day.
And I am happy because after weeks of deprivation, I am now able to get my much needed Monday morning run. It's my me-time. It's my way of jump-starting my week. And now that I was able to start my week with my routine, I know this week is going to be a good one.
