My husband woke up feeling sick this morning. He hurt his neck and was feeling nauseous.

Back in the old days- he would have spent the day in bed- feeling sorry for himself. But in our post- baby life, this is no longer an option.

Jack wanted to make his Dad feel better- so he climbed up on him and “patted” his head with a car. Then he laid on Chis’ stomach and cried whenever he didn’t share his Gatorade.

And it got me to thinking about all of the days that I felt sick and just relaxed until I got better. 😍

But Parents have to have the amazing ability to parent through their illness or muscle pains. It’s similar to a superpower I think.

I always thought it was wild when I hear moms tell stories about me everyone in their house (including them) getting the stomach flu.

No time to worry about your own vomiting when all your kids are sick 🤪 they have much worse aim.

Anywho: Parents are superheros. Call them and say thank you. Right now.