Today my husband finally got sick; chills, headache and all.
Since I am also sick, I had to call his mom for reinforcements. She came over around 5 in the afternoon. She brought food for me and fruits for him.
After evaluating the condition of my husband, we both agreed it is best if she takes him home. I am pretty sure he needs to go to the doctor tomorrow. Since I can't drive him and it's unwise for him to drive himself, it is best that his mom takes him instead.
Aside from that, my husband and I need to be quarantined from each other. Otherwise, the circle of sickness will never end.
Most moms worry that they will no longer be needed once their kids get married. I disagree, I actually think moms will get an additional person to take care of. Especially, if her kid marries someone like me.
In my 13 years of being a domestic goddess, I still need mama to remove difficult stains on my clothes. When I go home to Iloilo I always bring her my labada. Then, I remind her no one can do it but her. And I mean every word! Instead of getting annoyed at my pile of laundry- believe it or not- she actually takes pride in doing it.
When I'm sick, I call mama. When I'm scared, I call mama. When I'm angry, I call mama. Geez, when we fight, my husband calls my mom to tell on me!
I realize- We never outgrow our moms.
...And just as I'm about to end my post, my mother-in-law vibers to check up on me. She now has 2 kids.