Mommy Hell

   I have been in mommy hell lately. I love my kids, I truly do. But the past few weeks have really pushed my limits.  The Princess is in school now which means she is bringing home every germ she comes into contact with. At first, I only got a slight cold. Nothing too hard to combat with honey and herbal teas. Then Milk Monster began to get cranky. Now I do not mean his normal grumpy crankiness that comes with being a toddler. No, I mean he truly showed his fiery spirit that lays dormant under all of that red hair of his. He threw tantrums, clung to me like a second skin, and refused to sleep unless mommy held him. Of course this also meant he was permanently attached to my breasts sucking the life force out of me. Luckily this probably helped him get over his cold much more quickly. Unfortunately for him....he was also cutting two teeth. So he made sure we all knew he was in pain. Then his sister got sick. My vibrant, hyper active little girl became a sloth. She did not want to do ANYTHING except lay down in bed all day. It was a battle every morning, dragging her out of bed for school. Now when she had a fever she was allowed to stay home and be the sloth she wanted to be. With medicine and mommy's milk, the kids began to feel much better.
   Then irony slammed me in the face HARD. While my kids were feeling better, enough to run around getting into everything in sight, I began to feel like all of my energy was drained out of me. I was constantly coughing, ached all over, and just wanted to sleep. Of course I couldn't sleep because I had to work and take care of my kids. At first I tried to treat it with honey and herbal teas. I took some ibuprofen for the fever and the aches. Then my asthma decided it would rear it's ugly head with a vengeance. You see, I haven't taken my asthma medications diligently since I was in middle school. I've done my best to not rely on them. But with this nasty cold, my asthma began to attack. I was waking up every night at 3 am hacking. I couldn't breathe even with my nebulizer. I gave in and bought some cold medicine. I thought perhaps it would do the job along with my asthma medication. Then, one day at work I found myself unable to breathe. I had to give in and go to the doctor. I was given antibiotics and prednisone to open my lungs while fighting the infection. Finally I began to feel better. Now I am left to face the aftermath of two sick kids, my own illness, and two now well kids destroying my house. Literally I am in mommy hell. But you know what?  I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.