>Seen from the Sofa

>The day has been spent on the sofa.
The weekend too, but this weekend was me comforting, nursing Little Man.
Now it is my turn. Today I am the one down, on this sofa.

Everything hurts. Fibers of my body ache that I didn’t know I had; like a new workout when muscles you didn’t know you have complain and groan. You know how it is; it’s just the flu, standard version. Booboo has it too, he’s holed up in another of his ‘dens.’ He’s a loner when he’s sick, so we check on him but leave him be mostly. And as I work hard on being still and silent the usual gerbil mill of guilt spins and rattles: not doing chores school laundry meals. I groan silently at a wasted day.

But then again, maybe not. Because today gave me the chance to be the one cared for. Rare indeed, and its own kind of gift. Today a five year old boy tucked his blanket around me when I was chilled sleeping. He brushed wisps of hair back, kissed my cheek and forehead. Tender from my rough and tumble boy.

And there is beauty in the sick in an odd way. I got to be planted and still enough to see more. Better.

Seen from my sofa: girls getting Sippy cups for gabey. Miss M making small sandwiches for her little brothers. Kids draped over chair arms to just be near. And most of all: two small boys arms around each other patting each other on the back as they watch some show. Just because they are together, best buds. Gabey falling asleep in the chair and again, Little Man tenderly tucking his own blankie around him. Kissing his cheek.

A few days after we brought Gabe home, Little Man said with a face of furious jealousy “Send him back!”. We have come far. Here, stuck on the sofa I can see farther this afternoon than some of the usual harried days. We’ve had a few “Lord of the Flies” moments, today, don’t get me wrong…. But it is these days too that build a family, small days.

The price for these sights? A crazy achey body filled with flu? A wasted day? Maybe not so much. I’d say its a bargain.
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8 thoughts on “>Seen from the Sofa

  1. >I am so sorry you are sick! It is hard to truly relax and get rest thinking about all that you should be doing! It is so sweet the kids pitched in today.I hope you get some good rest! I hope you feel better soon!Rebecca

  2. >Such a sweet photo of Gabe sleeping with Little Man’s blanket while Little Man proudly beams!! Definitely not fun having the flu. I hope you feel better very soon!!

  3. >Oh, you are an inspiration. I tend to wrap myself up in my thick, scratchy blanket of selfishness and grumpiness when my body is acting up. Oh, to be still and see around me instead. I am so not hoping to get sick. But maybe I will remember this post when I do.

  4. >Oh sweet friend… i hope you feel better soon… although i’m glad you are seeing the hidden blessings (you don’t want those to last tooooo long though, right? i’d go nuts!). heal fast sister! lovebecca

  5. >Buttercup, make no mistake, I am a cranky selfish grouch when I am sick. Even when I try to get quiet and still and silent….I am a cranky quiet if I manage even that. It’s why LIttle Man’s tenderness touched me so yesterday, he is a good example to me. Sigh. Love M

  6. >Loved your post as usual. You are just so “real” and I love it. You also make me think. Today and I snapped at my 4 year old for not being careful and getting goop on a NEW shirt!?!? Then I realized – I wouldn’t have acted that way had it been my friend’s child? Why do I take frustrations out on my OWN children. The saying, “We hurt most the ones we love,” – in my world are so true, but I hope too that I love most purly, deeply and uniquely with that small circle as well. Your children’s caring brought tears to my eyes – they do what is modeled for them. Thanks again for your honesty – love it – keep it coming!


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