Doctor's orders

Since having children, the whole 'sick days' thing I once had and enjoyed as a working girl all those years ago (4 to be exact), are now non-existent. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I never get sick now (I wish), It's just that once you become a mum, there is no such thing as 'chucking a sickie' or having a 'sick day.'
No matter if I have a thumping head ache, stinging eyes, a blocked nose, a burning sore throat, or yucky cough, I still have to get up at some ridiculous time of the morning and report for duty... I mean take care of my lovely and compassionate to the sick, young children. Which just goes to show how much I love my munchkins. I must really, really love them.
Because even with the flu and all, there is nothing I wouldn't do for my two (I just might not do it with a big smile on my face).

It helps that i've finally come to deal with and accept the fact that even though sometimes I'd give anything to just 'chuck a sickie' or show them a doctor's certificate clearly outlining that I rest and do nothing for the remainder of the day, I know there is just no such thing for a mother of young children. Or maybe there is?
Elena said the best thing to me the other morning as I laid sick in bed with a tissue up my nose and Noah just waking up in the other room... "mummy, are you still sick today?" "Yes" I replied. So she went on to say " mum, just stay in bed and sleep all day ok. I'll get Noah and I'll look after him for you today." "Are you sure El?, you don't think you're too young?" I said jokingly, to which El replied "Trust me mum, just trust me."
I'm not gonna lie, I considered it for a minute or two... or three. Wouldn't that be nice! Maybe in a couple of months El... I mean years, i'll take you up on your offer and the privilege of having a 'sick day.' :)