Out numbered

It’s funny but before I had my second child my mind never fully processed that by having two kids I would be out numbered.  I have a lovely husband who is a fantastic dad.  But as fantastic as he is he still has to go to work, leaving me home with the kids.  Two kids one me…  On an average day it can be difficult but I can handle it. 

But what about on days when the kids and I are sick?

Super mom I may sometimes feel like.  But when I’m sick and the kids are sick at the same time, it is time for me to call in reinforcements!

Trying to feed a sick baby while my toddler needs to go to the bathroom and I feel like an extra in a zombie movie is a recipe for disaster. 

My preferred lifeline is of course my husband as he is the only person not me who can currently hold my daughter without her screaming in terror. (Some people have children that seem to lack a sense of stranger danger, but my children have enough to make up for those who have none.)

My son was two before he was actually cool with being watched at home by family while I was out.  My daughter is currently eight months old and screams when other people try to touch her, even while I’m holding her.

My mother and my brother are also good reinforcements when days are rough even if the only kid they can help out with is the older one.  That is better than nothing!  He’s easy to play with, so having someone take him to go be noise in the next room while I try to nurse a sick baby to sleep is truly a gift.

What about good days when no one is sick?

Those I can manage on my own.  I’ll admit that even good days can leave me feeling frazzled at the end of the day.  But as a super mom, I make it work.  I have found that I can in fact do most things while holding a baby.  Which is good because my baby really likes to be held and isn’t shy about letting me know how little she likes being put down to play with her toys if I’m going to wander a whole five feet away to help her brother with something.