Goodbye April

Goodbye April...at last. It's been a horrid month, and I'm glad it's past.

Firstly, its the quarter end month at work, that means more reports than ever. Plus we had some new report requirements. Bleahhhh....hate it!

Then, I fractured my foot.

Then, Isabelle who was already running a mild cough & cold cries non-stop one night, screaming ear pain ear pain. That was a first for me, and I thought she may have caught an ear infection. Unfortunately her ear was blocked with ear wax, and cos it was one-off, no antibiotics were prescribed, and we went home with ear drops.

Then, the next week, Isabelle develops a fever in school and watery sore eyes. This time, I reached school to find her lying listless on a mat, she could barely get back on her own when she saw me. My heart really ached to see at that moment, cos I did not expect to see her so weak despite a low grade fever of 37.9 degrees. More heart ache for me when she cried how in pain she was during our car ride to the doctor, she cried non stop till she fell asleep. Then more crying continued as we were waiting to see the doctor, her cries were so bad, that the our paed decided to let us jump queue. Again, it seemed like nothing more serious than a mild sore eye developing, and we went home with eye drops. But the paed was also worried and asked us to monitor her condition closely.

Finally, its the last weekend of April now. And no, our troubles does not end with all the above. Isabelle's cough turns bad, and we are back to the doctor again on the last day of the month, a day Isabelle's school was closed for maintenance, and I had taken the day off with big plans to bring her out. Her medications get changed, and she's back on the ventolin puff. she is a happy kid with fever spikes off & on, but nothing too unmanageable except for a very very poor appetite. I on the other hand fell ill with a high fever. I did not even realise it myself, thinking that the bad backaches were from lack of proper sleep the prior nights. All till the husband wanted to pop into office, and was deciding which indoor playground to drop us at. So I cautioned him to check if Isabelle was really well. Turns out she was fine, but I did not pass the temperature check. Bleahhhh.

And so it's been a horrid horrid month, with me dealing with all the above on my own since the husband was too busy with work commitments. This caused much chaos & tension in our household. Finally, we decided that enough is enough, and the husband's job can't always expect him to sacrifice his family. Especially when we think that Isabelle may be our one & only child...we really want to provide her the best childhood and try to be the best parents for her. And so, going forward, the husband has promised to be home every weekend. Yes, he's not quitting just yet, and I agree to hold the fort on weekdays. It's not easy, but I still hope I can be that supportive wife in his career.

And so this thought crossed my mind the other day

A woman loves her man by caring for the family's needs, even if it means giving up herself
A man loves his woman by providing for the family's needs, even if it takes him away from his loved ones

Is this true??? Probably so...