My throat is throbbing. My head is pounding. My nose is running uncontrollably. I am yet again sick. In our house, when one person starts sneezing or oozing… it means that the battle coat comes on and stays on for the next 2-3 weeks while we all pass around germs and illness. What is the battle coat? It is my comfort when I am nursing everyone back to health. It has everything I need including reusable snot rags, chap stick and thermometers. It is my housecoat. My husband started calling it my battle coat about a year ago when I came out with it on and it was no longer light blue… but a sort of blueish tan colour from all the stains. He insisted that I wash it… so I did. It came out smelling much better, but it indeed still looked like a battle coat.
When the battle coat comes on you can be assured that one of the following things has occurred:
– someone has been puking, coughing, or sneezing all over me for more than 24 hours and there is no end in sight
– the dreaded nightmares have taken hold of yet another night of sleep. I’ve fought off monsters under the bed, lions with big mean teeth and scary looking eyes from the closet all night long
– I am sick and have been so busy focusing on everyone else that I have let myself get worn down and past the point of no return. There is no such thing as a ‘touch of something’ anymore… it’s either healthy or ridiculously sick.
– There has been a date night that inevitably turned into a late night. If only the kids knew that ‘sleeping in’ was a requirement after these evenings. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could just hang a ‘do not disturb’ on our doorknobs… at least until 8 am???
This is me…sick and in my battle coat.
The thing is, sometimes we all need a little comfort to get us through the rough mornings, sick days, and draining weeks. My comfort is my battle coat. It has stains, rips and doesn’t always smell great. I love it. It reminds me that there was a ‘last time’ that I got through and there will inevitably be a ‘next time’ I will endure. I wear my battle coat with pride because as a mom I care for my entire family and protect them at all costs. So the next time you’re thinking of something to buy for that first time mom, consider the housecoat. When she steps out on to the mommy battlefield for the first time, she may appreciate the comfort that a battle coat can bring. To all the moms out there sporting their battle coats…. you’re doing a great job and you will get through the rough days. As I cuddle up in my own battle coat, if brings me a bit of comfort to know that sooner or later I will hang it up for another day.