They don’t tell you what the experience of your kids being sick is as a Mom. They tell you it will happen, what you should do for kids health, but not about how it feels. Like your heart is ripping out of you that this creature you love so dearly is in so much pain. Illness often happens when dad is out of town, grandparents are on trips and its 3 in the morning when the toddler is sleeping. The child comes in feverish and/or puking, or worse, they were already there and you wake up to the puke sound happening next to you. Time to wash the sheets. Who doesn’t love changing the sheets at 3 am?
You push yourself awake to strip those sheets you were blissfully sleeping on and assess how much emergency and how much calm the situation calls for.
This last time illness came while sleeping in my friend’s basement. I was 12 weeks pregnant, and we had camp in the morning.We were sharing two twin beds between me, my 6 and my 9 yr old. The 9 yr old was burning up and we are in between moves so I only have an emergency first aid kit and my box of doterra essential oils. (I had signed up for their wellness club to get them all at a discount).
There’s this moment of panic; is the fever so high we need the hospital? How do I pack up the sister? We just moved so we don’t have a pediatrician yet. Where’s the closest Urgent Care? How do I protect myself from getting sick? Do we need sheets? Do I need a bucket? How far is the bathroom? What if I need to go to the store for meds? All the scenarios rush through your head.
Then you settle in; Your head hurts? Arnica. And Peppermint….crap no peppermint, what did I do do with it???…InTune- lets try that- already mixed. Cool. Lavendar will help you sleep. In the middle of finding what I have on hand he rushes to the bathroom. I get some water for him to sip. We had just gotten our shipment of vitamins from Plexus so I gave him some pink drink to feed the good gut bacteria and an On Guard beadlet to fight the virus from the inside. And then I did what kids really need when they feel yucky; I laid next to him. He hugged my arm, took my hand, and kissed it “Thank you mom. You are always there to help me feel better.” And then you melt in a puddle and pray for this sweet angel. And repeat every few hours until they are better.
I set up the diffuser with some Frankincense and Eucalyptus and Lemon to help kill whatever is in the air to help his sister and I keep from getting it. The thought of a fever while pregnant is terrifying when you are just finishing your first trimester.
You may have read and noticed that I didn’t take his temperature, I didn’t give him anything to reduce the fever. Why? Because I believe in fevers. They are our bodies natural resource and instinct to kill the virus that is raging inside of us. The fever incinerates the germs that are trying to attack it. Here’s a post from a great blogger about fevers with a lot of great info (Why re-invent the wheel?): https://wellnessmama.com/5820/dont-reduce-fever/
A fever is part of health. Yup, illness is part of health and doing things like reducing a fever can affect how long the body has to deal with the fever. Artificially reducing the fever before its time can allow illness to stay longer, the immune system to work longer and harder, and even ultimately cause the thing you fear the most- the febrile seizure which happens when the temp raises too quickly. If the temp is supposed to be 102 and you reduce it and it jumps back up before re-medicating, it is a potential hazard- all in the name of comfortability and not watching our children suffer. Admirable, but we miss an important part of life when we are always protecting our children from uncomfortability.
The same goes for us spiritually: walking through the fires in life incinerates those things trying to destroy us and when we try to block the fire, we can end up causing more damage in the long run. We use our tools of friendship and knowledge, even if its what little bits we can find like the last of the arnica and InTune instead of peppermint, we are stronger and more immune on the other side.
Hardship is part of life. We will have hard things cross our path and that’s what builds our grit. There’s always a time and place for intervention, but sometimes you have to just walk through. And helping our kids walk through is one of the best gifts we can give them, because then they will know what to do when it’s their turn. They will know that they are strong and never alone. That there is a hand holding theirs while they cry, sleep, and let their bodies and souls heal.
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