It was only a matter of time before I came down with the cold.  Three of our four kids have been home sick for at least one day in the last two weeks, and Manly Guy has been sick for the past few days.  This morning I woke up congested and coughing, felt achey all over and generally grumpy.  Sigh.

As I pointed out to our children while making them breakfast, “Mommies don’t get to rest when they get sick.”  It is true of many professional people as well, but especially for moms, there is no one to take over your 24/7 duties when you are under the weather.  I ended up with pneumonia four times in five years because I couldn’t rest when I came down with a cold or flu.  *Someone* has to prepare food, get kids to school, and do at least the bare necessities for keeping the homestead running.  One can’t just stop and go to bed.

This time, though, I’m trying to be at least a tiny bit sensible.  I knew not to go running this morning (I’ve done that in the past, and it doesn’t help!).  I took a nap.  I might actually get to bed at a reasonable hour.  Hopefully I’ll recover enough to enjoy the family symphony concert that we are scheduled to attend on Saturday . . . (Why does it always have to hit during the holidays?!)