The Mommy Function

Was sick last night and today--just a cold; but I had a miserable night; for some reason, was freezing cold at the start of the evening, and piled on the blankets, then woke up sweating; ended up getting very little sleep and had a splitting headache.

Went through the motions of cleaning and cooking and grocery shopping today, but none of it with much energy.  Did my daily exercises, did the laundry...flopped on the couch for an hour in the middle of the day watching talk show television excerpts (mostly Ricky Gervais on Jimmy Fallon) while my husband and son visited the USS Hornet, an aircraft carrier in Alameda.  All in all, it was a decent day, and I'm not really all that sick, a mild cough, not even much congestion...but feel terrible, somehow, mentally/emotionally.  Very low energy and grumpy as hell.  

On days like these the "Mommy Function"--the caring, nurturing, worker-bee parts of my personality--is on a very low setting.  I still offer my son his breakfast and snacks, get his dinner on the table, listen (half-heartedly) to his pronouncements about a new warplane video game he wants to create, or look at what he's trying to do on Club Penguin...but deep down I just want to forget about everyone, soak in a bubble bath, then immerse myself in a stupid book or movie.  

And right now, I just want to sleep and forget about this sad sack of a day.