“Hey babe, the tomatoes and cucumbers go in the right side of the lunch box container and the strawberries and blueberries go on the left”. This was a legit concern of mine as I laid on the couch in a cold sweat from the flu. This is how ‘tuned in’ I am to my job as SAHM, that I wanted to make sure my children got their lunch exactly the same as I usually pack them, since I was too beat to pack them myself.

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There is something wrong with that! The inability to let go of even the most simple tasks while I recover from the flu is a problem! Referring to #Moms DontGetSickDays, which has 12K posts on IG, the real question is, do moms allow themselves to get sick days? More likely, am I allowing myself to have a sick day or am I still butting my snot filled nose in my husbands business, as he tries to do his best in this foreign world full of pink lunchboxes and Unicorn backpacks?

As moms, we try to do it all. We ask for little help, bust our butts for our crew, and expect little in return, even on sick days! As I sit here sweating out the flu and binge watching Marie Condo (yawn), I started thinking about this morning and how I just couldn’t stay in bed. I had to be on the couch so I could over see the morning routine. WHY!? A similar thing happend last night, I could hardly keep my beady sick eyes open but forced myself to stay awake so I could tuck my kids into bed. I ended up passed out at 7:15pm, about 2 seconds after I kissed them goodnight. So, whats going on? Is it FOMO or am I just too caught up in being in control?

Don’t get me wrong, I am enjoying some serious peace and quiet right now (kid free), chillin, thinking about my morning, and how much I still had to inset myself even though I felt like I’d been hit by a train. I’m lucky enough to have a husband and Mimi to “run the show” while I’m sick. They canceled meetings and their workouts to get our whiny lovable kids where they needed to go so I could rest. So, I think that for my case, I’ve been offered a sick day, but I just couldn’t talk myself into letting go enough to take full advantage of it.

Thought……..maybe us moms don’t get sick days because we don’t allow ourselves to?

There is no harm in letting my kids go to school in mismatched outfits, hair tangled, and with a lunch full of gummy bears and sandwiches with crusts made by their fun-loving Dad. Maybe it’s time to LET GO a bit!

Maybe a lot of moms don’t get sick days, but I have been lucky enough to been offered two, but I couldn’t get out of my own damn way to use them right. If I’m not better by tomorrow (pray I am, sick life is so 2010, swine flu epidemic and boring as all hell) I promise I’ll shut my mouth, enjoy the backseat, and relish in a true Mom sick day, maybe even with a sandwich with a crust!