Here I am at home in the early afternoon instead of being at work. Boy-child is still suffering from a puking man flu and we are doing tag care and I have the afternoon shift. That in itself isn’t the confession.
Last night, again mere minutes after going to bed (I knew I should have gone to bed early) boy-child was awake and uncomfortable. I settled him back into bed and foolishly tried to go back to bed also. Again, just as I was comfortable he was calling out again, this time the calls and moaning were accompanied by other less than pleasant noises and I had the joy of cleaning out the puke bucket.
Instead of going back to bed myself I again grabbed a doona and pillow and set up camp on his bedroom floor. This is where the confession begins – I wrapped myself in a Snuggie before laying down to sleep. Yes that is right, I have said it for all to here, I am the proud owner of not one but 2 Snuggies. I must admit that I didn’t get the authentic Snuggie, I have the cheap knock off versions that were 2 for $15 and they are used every single day. Both kids insist on wrapping in a blanket curled up on the couch so it made sense to get them. I know they are ugly but they are cheap and warm. I have to admit that thanks to the snuggie my body was nice and warm all night as I lay in the comfort of the kids room, on the floor. Now if only I had remembered to wear my slippers my feet would have stayed warm too.
Now that I am confessing, I should also add that I am now wrapped in a Snuggie as I sit and type, so please if you come wandering by allow me time to hide the Snuggie before you come inside!