Nobody REALLY cares that much when mom is not feeling good. If I'm REALLY sick, then yes. But if I am just feeling slightly under the weather, bad headache, cramps, or a common cold, nope. Doesn't really matter.
This is the TRUE test of motherhood really. How to adapt when you are #1 in responsibilities, but number #10 in getting any sympathy/ I have to visible show signs of illness. The squinty puffy eyes, the weak and nasally voice, the fever, the vomiting, dizziness. All of it. I basically have to come down with SARS before anyone thinks, oh hey, mom needs to sleep, perhaps I should do something for myself around here.
Don't get me wrong, if I'm feeling under the weather, I WILL just lay down and tell the boys to make leftovers or something frozen for dinner. I will put off housework for the duration. I HAVE to self care because if I don't- who will?? But what I get is "attitude." The sighs, the groans. Confirmation that I am making life "inconvenient." It frustrates me, and makes me slightly resentful, but I get over it.
Everyone knows this too. I get over things, dangerously fast. There is no point in staying angry. To me, this is a blessing and a curse. I'm the mom, and moms being over worked and underappreciated is really not unique. Also, I don't think that my family doesn't APPRECIATE me- because I know they do. I just think they are sometimes selfish and thoughtless. I'm sure I was the same, and when I got older, I was more appreciative. I know my audience.
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