Mommies Still Need Their Mommies

You guys. A few weeks ago, I got a new appreciation for the NyQuil commercial with the tagline, “Moms don’t get sick days.” Like so many others this year, my family came under attack from Flupocolypse 2018.

I know many, many people suffer from much more serious illnesses, but living in a house where 4 people got the flu over the course of 2 weeks was just about one of the worst things I’ve lived through. Literally, it felt like a sniper was picking us off, one at a time. First I had it, then my 1-year-old, then my husband and finally, the flu sniper finished us off with my 3-year-old.

I’m SUPER thankful that my husband and I didn’t have it at the same time, but geez, what a couple weeks it was. My husband did his best to take care of me while single parenting our 2 young boys so I could rest and recuperate in bed. He brought me a hot rice pack for my head when ibuprofen didn’t touch the pain of my headache. He refilled our humidifier. He bought me Chinese wonton soup. But as hard as he worked to take care of me, he will never be able to take the place of my very first and very best nurse, my mom. (That’s not throwing him under the bus, he was totally Superhusband, it’s just a fact of life, one cannot compete with a mom.)

No matter how old I get, there are moments in life, especially when I’m sick, that I just want my mom. No one knows how to better take care of another person quite like a mom. No one knows the balance between doing what needs to be done to get that fever down, but also how healing mom snuggles and back rubs can truly be.

Unfortunately, my mom lives 500 miles away so she couldn’t be my nurse, as much as I know she wishes she could’ve hopped on a flight to take care of me. But you can bet I called her about 42 million times each day to simply hear her empathetic voice, allow her to remind me to drink lots of fluids, and tell me she promised I’d survive the flu.

It just goes to show a mom’s job is never done. Moms will never be irrelevant, no matter how old their children become. Take it from a 31-year-old who has no problem whatsoever admitting that as a mommy myself, there are still many moments in life when I still just want my mommy.