Where’s the sympathy??

Ok so you know that as a mom you can never get sick?  Well apparently you can never get injured either.  No one cares.

This morning I went in to wake up my 11 year old who was still sleeping at 10:45am.  I tried letting his dog jump on his head, I let the dogs bark outside his door, nothing.  So finally I did it myself- 7am is going to come very early tomorrow morning when he has to get up for school.

So anyway we are chatting as I am trying to put my shoes on.  It isn’t easy bending your legs when you have big scabs on both knees so of course I am complaining.

He lays there rubbing his eyes and says, “have you cut yourself in the last 20 years mom?”

I could see where this was going.  “you think I am complaining a lot?”

“um, yeah.  Maybe you should practice that Wii balance.”

Well dang it, they hurt!  I am still trying to figure out how I am going to cut bags- I can’t hold a rotary cutter in my hand.

Sigh.

The funny thing yesterday was the reaction I got from people.  When I paid for my hummus sandwich at Cosi the girl took  my money with her fingertips- staring at my gaping wound.

When I went over to the table to meet my friend Aimee she wordlessly handed me a napkin- I think she thought it was catchup or something.  I just shook my head- this is how it looks after I cleaned it up.

I went home and tried to cover it in band-aids- of course all we had were Snoopy and they wouldn’t stick.

My friend Julie came over to pick up Cole and said, “geesh, you look like one of your kids- you wipe out??”

Two more of my friends told me that I needed a much better story than tripping over my dog because that was well, not that cool.  One suggested that I say I fought off a mugger.

So I guess I better suck it up and keep my mouth shut- since my kiddos are tired of hearing me complain.  I am going to remember this the next time one of them falls down, which I am sure will happen this afternoon or tonight at football practice.  Deaf ears.