I know mothers aren’t supposed to get sick, but I confess, I was as sick as a dog and with seven little ones I had no idea how I was going to make life work.

“I’m too sick to send the kids to school tomorrow” I confided in my husband… “You’re to sick to keep them at home” he replied

I couldn’t argue with his logic

Realistically by sending our little ones off to school I’d only have three at home – sure I’d still be outnumbered… but not as badly.

Do What I Do!

“I want you to do what I do” my husband instructed

“Just jump into bed, put the kids favorite movies on, and snuggle up with them- they will even rub your back!”

This sounded AMAZING!! A little like child labour, but I would deal with the guilt once I was better!

I did precisely what the man said…

Laying down on my tummy with two of my girls on either side of me I shut my eyes… only to feel my four year old tug tug tugging at my jumper to get me to open them

She did this each time I closed my eyes, and her giggle whilst doing it was infectious.

What’s Up With Kids Shoving Their Feet In Mum’s Mouth?

Then it was my two year olds turn…

I want to know what the obsession is with little ones of that age group to shove their feet in their parent’s mouths!

Do they think it makes us feel better? Is it to comfort us? Or is it from memories ingrained into their little minds of their feet constantly being kissed when they were babies?!

Either way, I bet all two year olds do it!

Those two played steamrollers all over me, which admittedly was almost like a massage… as long as you don’t mind having to gasp for air to breathe.

What’s Happening Here?

What happened to the glorious image my husband had painted for me?! Why wasn’t the experience as magical as what they give him?!

…and I know he wasn’t exaggerating because I’ve seen the way our children fuss over him whether he’s sick or otherwise.

It’s Because I’m The Mum!

It’s because I’m the mother isn’t it… and mums never get sick, we never stop, and if or when we do, our little ones don’t quite know how to react.

I love it though, and just look what came of it… I got to write this piece whilst suffocating under two little girls who have decided to make me their bed… and their baby brother has just woken up.

….send help!

What do you do when you’re unwell? Tell us in the comments below.

  • If my sickie is on a weekend then yes I get a sickie. I take a day off works and the kids go to child care and school. Weekends are a different story.


  • This is when we need our village. If husband can’t stay at home the extended support network is needed at times like this.


  • I had a really bad head cold last month. So did my husband. I joked that man flu is that he sneezed once three days ago and is still in bed. Mum flu is that she died three days ago but just has one more load of washing to do and then a quick vac. Mums do not get sick days.


  • it is real hard for us mums


  • Everyone gets sick at times and everyone needs to rest.


  • I keep going and rest when I can.


  • I keep going as there is no one else to care for the kids


  • Ahhh! It’s just not a good situation when you get sick. I need the extra help and require all in the house to be patient and supportive until I gain the strength and energy to cope with everything again. Mums need to recover properly :)


  • It sure is hard, especially when you’re doing it alone with no one to help at all. Can’t say I’ve had the feet in mouth thing though lol.


  • I’m not able to take a sickie, always go on. Might be able to grab an early night or a nap though, which is good.


  • Have to agree. Man flu is the worst they act like they’re in quarantine whilst us mums get it tough


  • No, mom dun get sick, mom is super woman that does everything at home. The clothes will clean themselves and hang themselves dry. Dinner will magically appear when its meal time. So yes mom you can get sick but still things need to magically appear by themselves.


  • If pets are inside they can be as bad. I was sick recently and stayed overnight on their sofabed. I woke up to find one dog at my feet. She’s a medium size dog, so gentle she can jump next to you and you not feel her arrive or move. The little one was curled up against my legs. I was laying in my side. They must have both been tired as the little one is still a puppy and wants to play with the elderly one all the time. Sometimes I mind my young nephew. If I close my eyes I get told “wake up Auntie”. Yes, he’s a wiggles fan and loves “wake up Jeff”


  • Even when I had a stroke I had to keep going. My four week old was in hospital with me, the nurses refused to offer any help, and my husband was looking after our disabled five year old and two year old. I didn’t get a single day in my hospital bed.


  • Nope not really. Even when you have support you tend not to switch off fully and relax.


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