Sick days

I can't remember who said it recently, but I heard a mum somewhere saying that the worst part about being sick when you're a mum is that you can't chuck a sickie... the baby still needs to be cared for regardless of how you feel.

Today was my first sick day as a mum.  Cooper got to spend half the night in our bed last night.  He has been doing really well at staying mostly in his own bed lately, but I felt yuck and couldn't be bothered last night.  Cooper has been fairly happy today, but has not been interested in sleeping, much to my dismay.  I thought we might have some naps on the couch together, but he had other ideas.  Got him settled, which took a while.  He wanted to sleep on me, but every time I sneezed, coughed or blew my nose, it scared the crap out of him.  With my sneezes surpressed and him alseep, I was finally just starting to nod off myself, and he decided that nap time was over.  Doh!

I'm glad I'm not really sick, 'cuz it would fully suck.  Just got a cold, and would have enjoyed a PJ day in bed or watching dvds.  But I didn't even get to stay in my PJs as the darling spewed and weed on them and my dressing gown.  :(  At least it was nice weather so they are washed and dry already.

Hope the reason he hasn't slept well today is not because I've shared my germs with him!  Fingers crossed for a great sleep tonight!