Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The Flip Side of the (Sick Day) Story

Since the business of being Prettier Than Everyone Else invoves telling it like it is, I have to confess that not every day here at the Pretty is filled with Smug Mummy self-satisfaction and pretty professional photos. There are also unglamorous days like today which involve . . . I can barely bring myself to type this . . . the Secret Sweatpants of Shame.

Yes, yes - I can feel your look of disappointment through my monitor, and I deserve it - but let me explain.

We're working the Triple S look here today - as well as the Royal "We", apparently - thanks to poor Master P's recurrent Mystery Sniffles, which has necessitated our canceling a number of fun classes and playdates we had lined up for this week. The frustrating thing is watching the wee CEO suffer on and off for months without a firm diagnosis or his being able to communicate what's bothering him; I won't bore you with the details (too late), but after seeing various specialists and a surgery this summer, he's happy and improved but still sick often enough to cause concern.

Much as I welcome the occasional day to loaf around our manse, I selfishly struggle on some days like today when I have to cancel plans and truly fulfill the "stay-at-home" bit of the "stay-at-home-mom" job description. Though I love this job, I confess there are parts of it I'm not as suited for. This Type A Minus thrives more during those "stay near our home while we run around doing fun activities with friends" times.

Of course, part of parenting is realizing that it isn't all about me anymore. If home is where it's best for Master P to be - and for us to avoid the dread but understandable Side-Eye of Mom Judgment for taking an apparently sick child in public - then that's where we'll stay for today, Secret Sweatpants of Shame & all.

The only time I can get Master P to stand still for a photo now, sniffly or otherwise, is when he's standing where he isn't allowed.


Lisa @ Trapped In North Jersey said...

hahaha, I refer to them as the Sweatpants of Defeat and I wear them EVERY DAY in the winter.

Perfectly Imperfect said...

Most of my "housepants" look like the remains of the Confederacy's uniforms. Sad but true.

Hope he feels better soon :)

Amy @ Forever 29 said...

Hope Master P's mystery illness is resolved soon!

I recently treated myself to new sweatpants and matching hoodie of course. Add another punch to my mom card.

The Preppy Princess said...

True fact: today I am also clad in said sweatypants, sick as a dog. (Tilly always hates it when I say that.)

May you and master P feel better by the time you read this, and if not, then very quickly. Boo on all illness.

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