I’m sitting here typing this at 8am from home. Abby is still sleeping after getting up to pee and requesting to go back to bed. Her own bed; not snuggled up with me. (This is how I know she’s still not feeling well.)
I tweeted yesterday how some of the worse words you want to hear as you pick your kid up from preschool are, “(Insert kid’s name) just threw up.” Of course I’m concerned for her and my heart aches as I see her little pale face down in the dumps. But as a working mom with no family nearby, the gears in my head start going. If only she had puked earlier in the day I would have had some head start on sub plans by scooping up work before leaving to pick her up, thus having items to help with last minute sub plans. Of course, life doesn’t pan out that way.
Whenever Abby is sick, my husband and I have to compare our schedules. He works in conventions and fall time is super busy for him, with today not being any different. And for me, Tuesday the 30th, well, it’s Fund Run time at my school. Lots of logistics involved. Shortened class periods, a crazy different schedule. Thirty-one students to maneuver through the Fund Run with. And it’s my first year doing this so I’m a bit lost on how it all works out.
When it came down to it, the stars didn’t align with one of us having an easier day to be able to take off. The person who can call in for back-up to help with classes gets to stay home. You know, me because I have a sub system to call on.
My initial freakouts subsided, and I did what any momma does in a situation like this…I bucked up. I did what I had to do and created sub plans from home, utilizing the internet for help with curriculum materials, got a colleague to photo copy stuff for me, got a sub squared away, and stopped worrying about work. The kiddo comes first.
And then with my new outlook on life and a glass half full kind of perspective, I thought about how this whole last minute kid sick thing isn’t so bad. And I’ve learned a lot about myself in these almost three years I’ve been a working momma. So I thought I’d list some half glass full thoughts and all the perspective I’ve gleaned as I’ve been doing the last minute stay home with the kid thing for a a while.
- I’m pretty damn good at doing last minute sub plans. Whether it’s 5pm just home from work plans or 4am the kid woke with a fever plans, I’ve got this under control. The internet is my friend.
- Students will be taught, my classroom will not implode, and the world keeps turning while I take a day to be with the kiddo.
- For today’s Fund Run, it’s expected to rain. So yeah, I don’t have to stand outside for an hour in the rain.
- As my kid is on the cusp of turning three, and I’m missing my baby, I get lots of extra snuggles from her.
- She’s sick before before Halloween and her third birthday, which is on Sunday. Celebrations will still happen.
- I got to sleep in this morning.
- I get to wear pajamas all day.
- There is no guilt from having a whole day of watching movies.
- I taught my kid how to puke in a plastic bag while driving her home from preschool. Well, she mostly made it all in the bag.
- Having to clean a little puke out of the car seat straps is no biggie when people on the East Coast are dealing with such a horrific tragedy.
See, I’ve done some growing and learning these past three years. I’ve got this whole dealing with the unexpected thing under control.
What about you? How do you react with last minute sick days for the kiddo? Has your outlook on this changed any, the older your kids get?