We’ve had a WEEK my friends. My poor Oliver got struck with a nasty cold virus last weekend that has drug on through the entire week and has managed to go through each of us. Nate was out of town for three days on a business trip so even though I was also sick, I had to step up and be Supermom. Honestly it wasn’t too bad other than the one singular thing that was the most frustrating – I completely lost my voice.
I hate losing my voice. I am a talkative person, so not being able to speak is frustrating. I love to sing, so not being able to sing is frustrating. Those things before having a child, while frustrating, were not as big of a deal. Now that I have Ollie? It’s absolutely the worst. Especially when I was the only parent for a couple of nights.
We read to Ollie every night before bedtime and I’m usually the one who does it. Then Nate sings him a few songs and I sing him a few songs. It’s actually one of my favorite parts of the day. Not being able to do that for him absolutely killed me. Although I got some genuine laughs out of him when I attempted to sing “You Are My Sunshine.” He thought mommy’s frog voice was hilarious.
I’m so tired of everyone telling us “welcome to preschool, expect more germs to come.” Yes, we’re aware of this. And it would have happened whether we sent him this year or next year or whenever. My hope is he’ll build up his immune system a bit here and so will the rest of us. And for the record – we’re pretty sure we actually DIDN’T get this bug at school, but it seriously doesn’t matter. It’s been miserable, but we’ve survived and I think we’re heading to the other side. I’ve got my lower tones back in my voice, maybe I can start singing bass.
I will say, I had a moment of clarity late yesterday. Ollie and I were sitting on the couch together watching videos on the computer and waiting for Nate to get home, the rain was falling and we were cuddling and it was kind of nice. I realized, things could most definitely be worse. But I’ll still welcome my voice back with open arms!