Eating it up

I feel bad about this and then I don’t. I’ve been fighting a sinus infection for the past two weeks. Last week after fighting it off for a week I called the doctor and got antibiotics. Since then I’ve had a strong and violent cough to the point where it’s made it hard to breathe. My breathing is constricted. So today I saw the doctor again. I have bronchitis. Ugh.

Over this whole time I’ve been pushing through it and living life. Over the weekend my husband had to hold down the fort and take care of our toddler. Then today when I told him that I have bronchitis he has been taking care of everything. I’m an eating this up! I am in bed and I am resting. I never get to do this. Even after my child was born via emergency C-section. He went back to work after a week and no one offered help. He’s never like this and everything is usually all on me.

So I’m being bad and I’m not offering to help. I staying here and resting. I’ve realized that he’s grown up and he can take the responsibility for a few hours. I can barely stand for long because my breathing is so constricted. So it’s okay for him to be solo for once.