Posts Tagged ‘cold’
When I was a child, you had to be dying to get a day off school.
It wasn’t that my mother was cruel, it’s just that she wanted us to learn to soldier on
because in real life – adult life, you couldn’t just take days off when you felt a little under the weather.
As a mother, she was still expected to carry on, regardless.
I hated it
and I resented that other kids would take time off for a sniffle
when I was made to attend class, with what I considered to be the most awful lurgy that could possibly end in the loss of a limb
or even death.
Of course, that didn’t happen
and for the most part I was okay at school because I wasn’t thinking about how I felt
and Mum was right.
In the real world everyone keeps on keeping on.
There is nobody to wrap you up and feed you soup
and what I’ve found is that people expect that you will keep going to work,
keep being the mum,
keep up with all of your commitments
no matter how lousy you feel.
With no regard for the spread of infection at all
because it’s inevitable, right?
Humans go through the seasons where they just expect they will catch something.
As a mother of my own brood though, I am soft.
I could say it’s because of Ivy’s illness and I know sending a child to school sick promotes transmission of infection that made me that way
I was a push over right from Immy and Maddy’s first day on this earth.
If any of them are sick and they are even slightly unwell,
if they ask for time off to recover, I give it to them.
Most of the time they are all stoic and go because they have work to complete or important social connections to make
but sometimes they have lounge days -
with blankets pulled up to chins
and comfort food at the ready.
Sometimes just for a day and other times longer.
I’m not sure why I have adopted that stance.
Since our arrival home the kids and Dave (and I) have all been lurgied with some disgusting cold
and there have been days off.
When I took Noah back to school and guiltily explained he had the lurgy but had energy to burn and was not sick enough to stay under the covers
the teacher nodded sagely and smiled.
“It’s going around”, she said.
I still felt guilty though.
Today, Ivy is all coldy
and I really really want to wrap her up and keep her warm and feed her all kinds of soup that she doesn’t even like
but she wants to go.
It’s news day, you see and she wants to take the growth hormone in and tell everyone she has grown.
She’s dressed and ready to go
but I am sitting here, in my jammies,
listing all the reasons why she shouldn’t.
My biggest thing is that sending her makes me a hypocrite.
I implore people to keep their kids home if they are sick to prevent the spread of disease
and yet another part of me thinks;
it’s just a cold and she caught it from someone at school anyway
and in the real (adult) world nobody would stay home.
It’s hard to let go of the sicky girl and accept that she knows in herself
whether she is up for the day
but I think I’m going to have to.
How about you?
Did you stay home as a child, when you had a lurgy or did you soldier on
and what are you like as a parent now?
Just to clarify: Noah did not return to school when he was acutely unwell. He went on the tail end of the cold.
If any of the kids have a temperature or anything that I thought was infectious (such as gastro) in any way
they would be kept home.