My son had been sick for over a week with a fever last week. I had to take off work in order to take care of them. Thankfully, my managers are very understanding and help me when I need.
I was home for the entire day, tending to my son. His fever was consistent for so long, that I was starting to worry. Most people probably don't worry as much as I do, but I have had some family experiences that only make me question the doctors, and I am not at peace until I see that my kids are healing.
Trying to go to the gym, get work done, keep the house clean, cook for the little ones, and keep myself sane was so hard. I would be up at 4am with cold rags on my son's head to keep the fever down, and I'd probably fall asleep at 6am. My husband would let me sleep until about 9am, and the day got started as he headed into work. I tried to work from home as much as I could, and spend time with the kids. Although he was pretty sick, we enjoyed our time by watching movies, and snuggling no the couch. How did I keep up with my workouts and eating? Well, I made sure I had my meals prepped on Sunday. This is helpful because, life happens. Had I not prepped my meals for the entire week, I probably would not have been successful at staying on track because I was so busy taking care of the kids first. My husband would get home at about 11pm from work, and I'd rush out the door to the gym. All depending on the kids. If my son had a high fever, I would wait for it to go down, then go. There were nights that I got back home at 2am from the gym. Only to be up in a few hours to take care of the fever again. Being a mom is so difficult, and setting goals for yourself is that much harder. You feel selfish, overwhelmed and stressed at times.
Someone who did not know that my son was sick, was asking me about my fitness journey. I was very welcoming and explained my daily routines, just to sound supportive and motivate the person to get started also. The response I got was, "How do you have time for your kids, do you must not do anything with them."
Needless to say, I was annoyed, offended, and hurt my her comment. With my son being sick and me being in the office that day, I was ready to cry. Before throwing in the towel I realized that, I am going to be judged anyways. I'll be judged for staying at home. I'll be judged for working. I'll be judged for not doing anything for myself. No matter what you do, people will have something to say. So, for the people who want to know how I work fulltime, and take care of the kids alone all week, and still work out six times a week and prep all my meals and get it all done? It's called drive. I'm driven, and I don't know how to be anything other than busy. I've grown up with parents who taught me what hard work is like. My father always told me that life is hard, and you have to get up and do it yourself. If you want something, you have to make a plan, and figure it out. Most of all, take things day by day. If I were to think of all of the things I have to do for the entire week, I'd stress and throw in the towel. I worry about Thursday. Today. What I need to accomplish for the day. My kids are active in basketball, soccer, swimming, and ballet and I do these things during the week also. It is exhausting, I can't lie. But it works for me and my family. We spend a lot of down time at home on the weekends, and my kids are happy as can be. I miss them, I wish I could be at home all day sometimes, but I make the best of my circumstances. That is what sets me apart from the people who say I do too much. I love it all. and I everything my all.
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