I woke up this morning with high hopes that this sickness would have lifted, but alas, it has not. I think one of the worst things about being sick is not being able to smell or taste. You never know how much rely on those senses until you don’t have access to them. One of those most practical problems with losing your sense of smell as the mom of a toddler is that you aren’t quick to notice a poopy diaper. Normally my nose can hone in on a dirty diaper within seconds… yesterday Cohen took his own dirty diaper off and threw it in the trash before I realized he had pooped.
So besides the blandness that comes with a stuffy nose and a sinus infection, these last few days have been really good for Cohen and I. We’ve been stuck in the house so as not to infect or friends and family and have had lots of time to hang out. There’s something about wiping your noses together and being miserable on together on the couch that’s really…bonding. He saw me blowing my nose all day so when it was time to wipe his nose or use the horrible bulb syringe, he hardly flinched. He even took to giving me a high five at the end of the nose-wiping session. We laid on the couch and watched Elmo over and over and over and sang the songs together. He snuggled up next to me and cat napped while I worked on presentations for my job. Normally, when he’s feeling up to snuff, I can’t get him to be still unless he’s tired. But the last few days he’s been ‘off’ enough to be interested in my power point presentations. And we’ve been sleeping together all propped up on the the couch with pillows so we could breathe.
Sometimes its nice to have to slow down. Sure the house has been a mess, but we’ve also had a lot of fun doing ‘nothing’ together… its been refreshing to not have timelines or agendas… Cohen is at the age now where he knows what he wants to do so it makes things interesting. Yesterday he came up to me, bring my camera, and said “puppies, Mommy”. I said, “you want me to take pictures of you holding the puppies?” “YEAH!” he shouted. So we spent a good half hour of him posing with the puppies. This is some of the cuteness that resulted…
Then later in the day, I came out of the bathroom to find that Cohen had gotten into my pens. On a busier day, I would’ve been frustrated, but instead, I took some photos of his first “tattoos”. Later we drew all over his arms and giggled… he loved it; I will probably regret it sooner than later. Here’s a couple photos of his handiwork:
Yesterday Cohen woke up from his nap crying so I went to get him out of bed and then I laid down on the couch with him. He opened his eyes, wrapped his little arms around my neck as tight as he could, and said “YAY!” and then was immediately back asleep. That one moment was worth a million nights of feeling sick.
Nyquil? $5.99 Vicks Vapor Rub? $3.99 Getting to rediscover the simple pleasures of play dough and stickers and pens with Cohen? Priceless.