Nothing is worse than being a SAHM and being sick. This week has proven this is true. I contracted a lovely stomach virus which no one else in my house seems to have had. Doesn't matter that I have had a fever of 103, everyone still needs my help.

I know that is part of the deal with getting to be at home. Kids still need to get to school, they have to be fed, someone has to meet them at the bus stop. But, once everyone is in the house you would think a little peace and quiet would be in order.

My neighbor came to my rescue by letting the girls come over and play with her kids until DH got home. I wrapped myself in blankets and got on the couch, but didn't really sleep because I could still hear the kids outside playing. My Mommy monitor couldn't truly turn off.

I finally got a little rest when DH and the girlies went to church on Wednesday night. While they were gone I printed off a do not disturb sign for the bedroom door, donned my pjs and buried my shivering self under the covers. When they troops got home, no one bothered me.

But, the next morning required the same carrying kids to school, feeding them, etc. There are days when I think being a WOHM and having kids in daycare might be the way to go. Then, when I am sick, DH could still take the kids to Daycare and I would have the day to myself.

Then I remember that those sick days are few and far between, thank God, and being at home for my husband and kids is worth it all.