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11.19.14

An Open Letter to Cold & Flu Season

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Let’s all get sick at the same time. Yeah!

Dear Cold & Flu Season,

The seersucker and swimsuits had barely been retired for the summer before you seized upon my home. (RUDE.) But four weeks, three doctor visits, two projectile vomits and many tissues later, my family has come to a singular conclusion: we’re better than you, germs. Here’s why:

  • I Married THAT Guy. No, not THAT one. The one who actually knows his children’s routines, has diaper changes dialed and doesn’t call his mommy every time he’s responsible for his own children for more than 45 minutes. You know: an actual grown-up, co-parenting, capable man. They DO exist.

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Pizza sauce ad infinitum.

  • Superior Freezer Performance. When you’re such a hot mess that you can barely get upright, let alone make dinner, a properly provisioned freezer can still help you feed your family like a boss. All of those gigantic batches of soup, meatballs, pizza sauce, and homemade macaroni & cheese I’d dutifully frozen in the preceding months rescued us from a life of starvation and crappy takeout.

Ew.

  • Sizzurp: Not Awesome. Bronchitis means you get cough syrup with codeine, which as it turns out is Justin Bieber’s favorite mixer. And he’s insane because that stuff tastes like sugary death and my husband had to talk me into taking it like I was a petulant, medicine-dodging toddler. After one hideous dose, I decided coughing was better than drugs.

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  • Call in the Cavalry! We live close to most of our extended family and would be totally screwed if that were not the case. Dear young marrieds considering starting a family: this really does make all the difference.

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  • One word: Electronics. Every family has to make its own decision about the boob tube. For what it’s worth, I’m not prissy about moderate television viewing or iPads and *praise jebus* for that because snuggling in front of a movie was about the only kind of parental interaction I was capable of for a solid week of infirmity.

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  • Because We Have No Choice. Parenthood is the ultimate suck-it-up moment for everyone. There are no real sick days, personal days or “vacations” from parenthood: it simply is, for every day for the rest of your life, in all of its messy, magnificent glory.

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  1. zestyjazz says

    11.20.14 at 4:43 am

    You had me at “(RUDE)”. Bwahaha. Glad to hear that you are DOMINATING the sickness…like a boss. -Jazz.

  2. Your Moderate Mama says

    11.19.14 at 10:32 am

    I’m right with you PV… when the cold struck Texas over night… a 40 degrees change… bam… Oldest has a fever and bloody nose. .. bam bam… Youngest has croup!

    Moderate Daddy and I both felt sick but who has time to stop? !

    The idea to prepare frozen meals for the season of ungodly sickness is brilliant!

  3. rebeccaalene says

    11.19.14 at 9:18 am

    We are right there with you! As soon as one kid gets better we start the next round of sickness hell. The worst was two Christmas seasons ago when I was pregnant with my third. We all had the throw-ups so I’d lay on the floor in the bathroom with my big pregnant belly so I could puke into the toilet then I’d crawl to the boys’ room so I could clean up their barf. It was awesome. 😉

  4. Jess Taub says

    11.19.14 at 8:30 am

    Love it! Yes, yes, and more yes! When a nasty stomach flu descended on our house three weeks ago, we called in the cavalry and dialed in the free babysitter, aka T.V. Micky was entranced by the t.v. as we have not had much screen time and I was able to remove all fluids from my body without doing so on my child until said cavalry arrived. Be well!

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