This past week was tough on the High Heels household.  First, Mr. Heels got sick, then Toddler Heels got sick, and finally… Mama Heels got sick.  I guess it could’ve been worse; this was just a normal cold running its course and none of us really experienced any high fevers.  The highest temp I logged on Baby Heels was 99.2 degrees.  However, it’s still no fun to be a family of sickos. 

It was tough to maintain enough energy to care for an ailing husband and sick toddler while still feeling extremely exhausted from my pregnancy and trying to nurse my own cold.  I drank a lot of water, orange juice, and tea, and slept as much as I could so I could recover quickly.  I haven’t been desperate enough to take medicine yet and hopefully won’t need to!

Thankfully, Toddler Heels chose this week to come out of her clingy, needy phase and started to become much more independent than she had in months!  This alleviated some of the stress.  She would play on her own while I was free to just sit back and watch.  And despite her cold, she was in great spirits!

Fun in the tub – she doesn’t even seem sick!

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Excuse the… uh… black box

This sweet face keeps me going when the going gets rough

One thing I haven’t mentioned yet is our current living situation.  My in-laws ran into some financial difficulties not too long ago, and ended up moving in with us.  What was supposed to be a temporary living situation has become somewhat indefinite/sort of permanent.  While I was less-than-thrilled by this at first, it has turned into one of those blessing in disguise situations.  My in-laws are thoughtful, considerate people and have been incredibly helpful when it comes to raising Toddler Heels.  This past week, when we were both sick as dogs, my MIL cooked huge batches of homemade chicken soup and took on the care of Toddler Heels while we were able to rest every now and again.  Even an hour here or there makes all the difference in the world!

A living situation like ours was much more of a norm in the past, when it was not uncommon for families to have their extended family live just down the block from them, if not with them.  Times have changed, and we are a far more independent, segregated society than ever before.  The African proverb, “It takes a village to raise a child” holds so true for us.  And I’ve seen it proven time and again amongst friends who have family around versus those who don’t.  Even with the extra help, I’m exhausted and long for a break from parenthood at times (does this make me a bad mom?).

How do those without any support do it?  Though at first I wasn’t sure about my in-laws encroaching on my private space, now I couldn’t be more thankful for the extra set of eyes, ears, and hands around the house.

For those of you who don’t have help or family nearby, how do you get by during difficult times when you’re feeling extra tired and/or sick?  Would you ever consider living with your parents or in-laws or would you rather live without?