I’m really happy that I came across quotes by Bill Watterson, while looking for this week’s entry for Silver Threading’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday blog event. First of all, I found something that perfectly reflects current situation at our home. Moreover, I think, I found another favourite writer of mine (or, to be more precise, a cartoonist).
Bill Watterson is the author of a successful comic strip, Calvin and Hobbes, which was in print between 1985 and 1995. I haven’t seen that story before, but judging by the amazing, tongue in cheek, quotes – it must have been pretty amazing. So here’s the one that jumped at me today:
Yes, I’m sick, my girls were sick during the last week (meaning quite a lot of sleepless nights) and (ta da!) my husband is away (again). I’ve already written about joys of being alone, without a partner or any relatives close by, in another country with sick kids (or being sick yourself) here. What amazes me, though, is that we always seem to get sick, when my husband leaves! A friend of mine usually visits this doctor, who specialises in Chinese medicine and treats her and her family according to Wind, Bile and Phlegm components (don’t ask me for details, I’d just confuse you more). He claims that when a husband leaves his family, he takes away certain energy, which causes the remaining members to get sick. I’ll leave it up to you, whether to believe this theory or not, but I’m rather set on blaming my husband for getting us sick every time he goes on a business trip (and no, I’m sick, so I will not be reasonable).
Now, I don’t know about you, but I always feel guilty, if I neglect my housework or somehow start cheating my ways with child care. But these last few days I told myself to stop that nonsense and took time to just lounge on the sofa and feel sorry for myself (between sneezing and coughing). By now, our flat is covered in an even layer of toys. The kids were fed with healthy, but not very exciting, menu of fish or whole chicken simply roasted in an oven. Our hamster almost fell a victim of overwhelming love of my 2 year old (his place of residence for now is the top shelf in the living room, so I’m not afraid that somebody could get him, while I go into my happy place in my head). Rocks and plants in our tiny aquarium seem suspiciously rearranged, but I’m not going to dwell on that. Girls were enjoying a lot of cartoons, iPad games and mom’s phone games – and I’m not even feeling guilty.
After three days in about the same manner, I started to feel a bit better and my kids picked up on that straight away. Just like in that quote, you know, – we’d be really happy, if you got well soon! We want to spend hours outside and eat blini (pancakes) right now! As I started feeling almost like myself, I thought, ok, suck it up, you’re a mom after all. Be tough and go make blini for you children. They seemed so excited. By the time I finished making them, my 5 year old fell asleep on the sofa (at quite an early time for her) and my 2 year old was dozing off in my hands (holding a child with one hand and flipping pancakes with another is a new skill I mastered today). With two kids asleep and a plate full with hot blini I feel like using another quote of Bill Watterson: “What fun is it being cool if you can’t wear a sombrero?”. I need a sombrero.
As this post ended up to be about motherhood issues as much as writer’s quote, I’m submitting it for the Every Day Mom link up.