November 15, 2012

Sick Day

Ellie was sick today- sicker than I've ever seen her. She woke up teary and flem-y and snuggly. I knew right away she wasn't feeling well and I set her up in our bed with pillows and blankets and her favorite tv show, Doc McStuffins. She layed there for hours this morning not moving a muscle, her eyes droopy and watery. When I got her dressed she said, "Ow! Ow!" over and over again. Her skin was crawling and her poor little body was achey all over.
We spent the day inside. It was gray and cool outside, the kind of day you almost want to be sick on so you can stay home and cuddle up. I was able to practice my domesticity by roasting a chicken for chicken soup. I believe there is nothing you could cook that would make you feel like more of a domestic goddess than a roasted chicken- possibly making bread I guess, but for me, I always end up ticked off when any bread I make comes out of the oven. This recipe today even beat out Ina Garten's "Perfect Roasted Chicken." The seasonings and oil not only go in and on top of the bird, but in between the skin and the meat. It was an absolute beauty. I cooked by the fireside while Ellie napped. It was very idyllic.
Ellie had thrown up when she woke up from her nap and I gave her crackers and Sprite and thought there'd be no way she'd want any chicken. But when I came into bed next her with a chicken leg for lunch she was begging for it. She ended up eating my entire chicken leg and two more plates of chicken breasts. I was tickled to see my daughter enjoy the fruits of my labor as much as I hope my family does. I love to cook, but when someone loves my cooking especially my own family, it sends me over the moon.
I have realized over the last few years that I am so much more of a home body than I ever realized I was. I love to be at home. Today was such a treat. We literally didn't go anywhere, and I enjoyed the perfect balance of time spent cuddling, comforting, nurturing, and playing with Ellie and time accomplishing the things around here that needed to be done. Home is my favorite place to be. I can't believe BJ and I are going to have our very own home soon. What a miracle.


  1. The world needs more mothers like you, Ellery!

  2. Nothing makes me feel more needed than when my kids are sick. it is exhausting, yet so fulfilling at the same time.