27 May 2012

Convalescence Optional

Exhausting is the word I would use to describe this week. A week filled with toddler tears, baby screams, a painful mommy tummy, and a tired overworked daddy! Tuesday I had surgery for a hernia. While the repair for a hernia was a "simple" outpatient procedure, it was surgery. This means I was put under (general anesthesia), I was cut open, and when I woke up it did hurt.



 And hurt it still does! I have been given clear instructions to do pretty much nothing for one week, and absolutely no heavy lifting (3lbs or more) for four weeks. For a stay at home mom of two kids under the age of two, "no heavy lifting" is a difficult command to follow and "do nothing" is nearly impossible. However, I do have the world's greatest husband, and he has certainly made sure that I have been taking it easy. Making beds, doing dishes, folding laundry, vacuuming, changing diapers, entertaining babies, and caring for one very broken mama has been the mainstays of his week. Not to mention his normal duties of school and studying. So on days like today when mommy is far from her best (acid reflux, nausea, vomiting, and pain) and daddy is exhausted who steps in? No one...

So we spend the first half of the day letting it all go. We forget about our chores and lay lazily around the house, as if waiting to be relieved from our parenting duties for a small nap break. Only to realize halfway through the day that nobody is coming, we are it.



Some days, especially since having Kameron, this has been hard for me. Some days I am so tired, I wonder how I will possibly make it through the rest of the day. After having kids naps are never a guarantee. There is no such thing as sleeping in, and even sitting for more than a few minutes is rare. But as a pa'rent you just learn to suck it up, because you have no other choice.



So that is exactly what I do. I tell my pain to 'shove it' and when my husband closes his eyes for " just seven minutes" I get my ass up and I make the beds, fold the laundry, do the dishes, change a few diapers, enjoy a few baby giggles, read a couple books to my toddler, start dinner and let my husband take the hour and a half nap he rightfully deserves! Yes, my stomach hurt very much afterwards, but I knew the consequences and Kevin made sure to scold me heavily we he woke up too.



What I have come to learn in the last two years since becoming a parent is that it is the teamwork between Kev and I  that keeps our family whole. There is nobody but us to relieve each other when we need a 'break.' My husband is the only person I know willing to sacrifice their Saturday afternoon so I can have a nap after a long week of sleepless nights, and vice verse. Kevin is truly my better half, and together we make the best team. He is the yin to my yang and the one person I can count on to be there when I need him. There is nobody who keeps me as grounded and as humble as my husband and without his help I would be a crazy mess and without me he would be...much more sane:-)

(Top picture) The lovely message I found during my morning shower, that hubby was so kind
to start for me. (Bottom picture) My less than eloquent response with the limited amount of
letter w have:-)

Happy Memorial Day! 

1 comment:

  1. Wow.This sounds like a pretty rough several days in the Tatum house, Sunie. And I know exactly how this can feel. It does get better, trust me. Hang in there, sweetie. You and Kevin are amazing parents, and your children bring so much happiness to our lives.

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