Well, this week has officially not gone according to plan – some days I wonder why I even try to plan things?  I was supposed to be on the road with work 3 days this week, including at least 1 over night trip on Wednesday/Thursday.  I was supposed to be working 12 hour + days.  I was supposed to be at meetings with clients.  And Mr. MPB was supposed to be busy as well.

Instead Little MPB is sick.  At 2pm on Tuesday we got a call from daycare indicating that Little MPB fever was 104F (40C) and that he needed to be picked up immediately.

I was on a conference call so Mr. MPB darted out to pick him up and managed to get him into the doctor right away (his fever dropped once baby Tylenol was in him and we were just told to watch for dehydration and lethargy while the virus works its way out of his system).

From there, we both went into problem solving mode – how are we going to care for a sick child while having abnormally intense work demands on us this week and no family around to help out.  The one indisputable fact is that neither of us get any work done with Little MPB around, so one of us simply cannot work as long as Little MPB is sick and at home.  

By 5pm on Tuesday both Mr. MPB and I had completely rearranged our schedules so we could each be at home to care for Little MPB for the remainder of the week.  Mr. MPB arranged people to cover for him.  I downloaded all my meetings onto a colleague so that I could stay home.  Since we didn’t need both of us at home full time, Tuesday evening we actually sat down and discussed who could be home with Little MPB when, and which meetings were the most important for us to attend.  In the end, we decided Mr. MPB had a critical meeting one of the days that he needed to be at.  And, we knew I was either completely gone or completely available – there was no middle ground for me.  So, we decided I would stay home and we’d share the responsibility of caring for our sick Little MPB as neither of us receive any sort of income for days off because we are both self employed. And, by not travelling is get a bit of unexpected time in my office to do some work, which might just be a blessing in disguise. (As an aside, I will forever be in awe of single parents, I have no idea how people manage all this on their own, I just cannot even begin to imagine).

I wont lie, I felt/feel sick about missing meetings.  In fact, it literally kept me up at night.  That’s just not the person I am.  Or rather, that’s just not the person I was.

But, I’m a mom now, and that matters more then anything else.  And, even if it’s hard to find balance as a working mom, I know that my family comes first.  Mr. MPB and Little MPB come first every single time.

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So, I spent all day Wednesday (yesterday) playing and cuddling with Little MPB while obsessively trying to take his temperate and get fluids into him.  As an added bonus, we even experienced another unwanted first when Little MPB puked all over Mr. MPB and I (it was epic and rather scary for poor Little MPB and just broke my heart).  But, asides from the puking, we had a pretty good day together.

Thursday (today), I’ll work while Mr. MPB spends the day with Little MPB.  Hopefully without any more puking.

As for Friday (tomorrow), we are just hoping Little MPB starts to feel better so that he can go back to daycare.  And if not Friday, then hopefully Monday.

And, Mr. MPB and I will both just work evenings and over the weekend to make up for the lost work time.  

We’ve got this…I think…I hope…

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