This weekend we started preparations for our upcoming camp trip to Nehalem Bay for my birthday on Thursday. We began the morning with the plan for all of us to get haircuts, until Cooper threw up. Then we decided that he may have a bug so he stayed home all day. He only threw up once but did say that his legs hurt and he felt weak. It was good to keep him home and he did play outside for most of the day. He was a big helper today with Mama, he helped get the trailer out of the driveway, washed the cars and trailer, dug up worms, played with his diggers in the dirt, and helped pull up some grass.
As a mom what I found out about myself is when Cooper is ill, I get anxious with worry. I get to the point of feeling nauseous. I don't know what this is about for me and I don't like it. I know that kids get sick and I know he will be better. I think I worry that he won't be better for a planned outing or activity and the other part is figuring out how to help him. He is so resilient, he threw up and then ran into his room to play with his toys. I internalize what I think he is feeling and get all worked up about it and he is totally fine. He is my teacher and constantly teaches me to let go, I just need to do that.
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