After a full week of taking care of sick little ones, I have succumbed to the germs myself.

This isn’t exactly what I’d prefer to write about in my first blog post of the year… but this is real life!

All week, they’ve been knocked out on the couch with awful fevers and upset tummies. We were already a week behind on homeschool lessons due to our family trip last week, and I can’t pretend I was ok with delaying the schoolwork yet again. But I have to remind myself: if they were public schooled, they’d still be home, sick, and missing out on work right now.

The best I can do is love on them until they feel better. (It also didn’t hurt to get caught up on the laundry while they slept and rested 😏🙌)

And even better— being sick today myself, I was able to crash on the couch with them, watching the History Channel and learning about the Shroud of Turin and a handful of other interesting things they’d never heard about. Even without their textbooks, they learned a lot with me today and it was great quality time together. Fevers and all.

They’ll probably look back on these days with only good memories. So that’s a win.

I finally climbed into the baby’s bed with her to force us both to get some sleep. I’m still feeling awful with this fever and burning chest cough, but I know in a couple days we’ll all be running around again. For now, I’m blessed to get snuggles under a quilt in a pretty pink bedroom. In the same way that I have to force my child to take a nap when she’s clearly exhausted, I suspect God knew I was in need of some rest too, and this certainly made me take it.

No need to feel guilty. We all need to pause and rest sometimes ❤️