I was always told that once a child starts daycare they are sick constantly, which means the family is sick constantly as they bring all the daycare germs home with them.
So, here’s what I don’t understand. Baby MPB is not in daycare. In fact, Baby MPB is perfectly healthy, having only been sick twice in his lifetime (thankfully).
But, me, I’ve been sick more times then I can count since becoming a mother. I’m currently on my third illness in 5 weeks. This most recent illness has been debilitating and I’ve actually ended up taking multiple sick days – cancelling work commitments, avoiding phone calls and skipping spin class so that I can sleep on the couch all day long. Outside of having miscarriages, I’ve actually never spent so much daylight time sleeping on the couch. Heck, I’m coughing so badly I’ve been sleeping on the couch in the basement for the last week as to not wake up Mr. MPB and Baby MPB. It’s been brutal. In fact, it got so bad that Mr. MPB actually encouraged me to go to the doctor for fear that I might have some sort of modern day plague.
So, after 10 days of being sick, I finally broke down and my doctor has prescribed antibiotics. This is the second round of antibiotics for me this year – I don’t even know the last time I was on antibiotics before Baby MPB – it had been at least 5 years ago, if not longer. Anyways, I seem to have another chest infection, probably bronchitis, which leaves me less then impressed at the moment.
So, can someone please explain to me why my immune system has decided to go completely awol? And, how exactly do I get my immune system to return to normal?
I miss being healthy.
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So, I’ve made no secrete of the fact that I absolutely LOVE taking Baby MPB swimming once a week. Baby MPB starts smiling the second we walk into the building. He splashes, he plays and his enjoyment and love for the pool is increadibly evident. The water is clearly his happy place.
Except for our last class….when he puked in the middle of class. As he was in my arms at the time I was able to “catch” the vomit on my cute pink bikini top, clearly a strategic catch to ensure nothing got in the water (okay, it really was just pure luck). Needless to say, I was clearly getting my sexy on at that point!!
What made this extra comical was the young instructor – maybe 18 or 19 years old. I’m pretty sure he had never witnessed a baby be sick before. He didn’t even know what to say and honestly I wish I had a photo of the instructors face in that moment. Truthfully, and I’m not biased at all when I say this, his facial expression would have made a better picture then a picture of me in a bikini covered in baby vomit.
Needless to say, I swiftly took Baby MPB into the change room, showered us both off and decided to call it a day. We went home, where he proceeded to be perfectly happy and healthy for the remainder of the day. So, I’m guessing maybe he swallowed some pool water which caused the upset tummy? Or maybe he just has a twisted sense of humor and thought it would be funny to puke on me?
And now I’m just hoping our next swimming class is a little less dramatic! If not for Baby MPB’s sake, then for the poor young instructor’s sake!
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