Sickness Again

Weren’t we just sick?  Yes, I believe so.  This time, everyone has fallen ill, so things here pretty much stopped over the weekend.  Usually I’m upset if I happen to be sick on a weekend, especially a three day holiday, but this time I was glad to have The Daddy Monkey home.

So on Monday, I took the day off for the first time in five years.  I did not clean, cook, or do anything more strenuous than make myself a sandwich.  The Daddy Monkey did the majority of the parenting while I lounged on the couch watching The Food Network all day.  This is a Really. Big. Deal.

We are raising the kids tv free.  While the kids are awake, we do not have the tv on.  The Boy declared halfway through the day on Monday that he likes cooking shows.

I’m not much of a tv watcher, and I have not parked myself in front of the tv like that since before The Boy was born.  Let me say this: I highly recommend it.

I’m trying really hard to not be black-and-white about this.  I usually make myself crazy about things like this.  I get it in my head to eliminate plastic and start fretting over every little plastic thing in our lives.  I decide to go organic, and freak out because not everything is organic. I decide we’re not going to watch tv, and feel like I’m cheating when I turn it on.

Enough personal guilt already, I have enough in my life making me crazy.  I don’t need to inflict craziness upon myself.

So I relaxed all day, went to bed early, and slept in today.  And I couldn’t believe how much better I felt when I woke up this morning.

And feeling much better today, we watched only about an hour of tv. Guilt free.  After we played Go Fish, of course.