Movin' and Shakin'

I just hate being sick, especially now that I’m a mom! If you ever needed a reminder that the world doesn’t revolve around you, become a mother to small children and then have the audacity to get sick. Not only does the world not revolve around me, but it won’t even slow down long enough for me to jump off!

Of course, I also had the nerve to pick an especially busy weekend, but in all fairness we rarely have one anymore that isn’t pre-packed with activities before Friday evening. Life just seems to almost run on auto-pilot these days, so I have to admit that I might have really enjoyed having some “ME” time if it hadn’t been so terribly linked the bathroom facilities. I did, however, lose 7 pounds in less than a weekend, so I could have invented the next fad diet for all I know.

One reassuring moment amid the hoopla was when it occurred to me that my sickness had in effect sidelined the entire family unit. Hubbie and kids were still out having fun and eating meals (with help from extended family from time to time), but the inner workings of everything was flummoxed. Laundry and clean dishes and tidiness went out the window. If I ever needed a neon sign announcing my place in this world, I got it. I am the official mover and shaker of the family unit. I keep us running (albeit to and fro sometimes). I find the clean soccer uniform and matching shin guards amid the chaos of laundry. I know where the lost head to Benwolf is hidden and I know the secret hiding place for the permanent markers. I remember to pick up food items when we run out. I am the keeper of the Epi-Pen and “safe” snacks. I know everyone’s schedules off the top of my head and coordinate everything down to clean socks and underwear.

So whenever I feel a little down or overwhelmed, I plan to remember this thought. I AM A MOVER and SHAKER (even if it is on a G-rated playing field).