Mothers Union

Here's the thing- I have a cold. A stupid cold. And while I'm no where near death's doorstep I have felt fairly crummy for few days now. This morning as I was doing all my morning stuff I was thinking to myself:

Self, why didn't you check the box that said 'Yes, I would like to be able to take a sick day.'? And then I remembered that I am a Mom and there are no sick days when you are Mom. And then I thought about the fact that, well, that's really a bummer. Then I had an idea...

Mothers Union. We form a Mothers Union. We pay our dues in cookies and brownies. Then, when we are just not feeling quite up to par we send out the bat signal (or call or text) and in comes the relief pitcher (or 2 or 3). Some one takes a kid here or there, does a load or two of laundry, dinner is at the door. This service could be used at your discretion, we each have a couple of sick days a year, and by the word 'sick' I mean 'sick' like feeling under the weather or 'sick' like I'm loosing my freaking mind here!

Women are so good to each other when the distress call is made. Someone had a baby? Surgery? Moving? We are there. Dinner, child care, packing, cleaning-- we got it covered.

Mothers Union would require us all to admit to being a little more human than we really want to. We would have to freely admit that we just want a little extra help. We're not so good at that, at least I'm not. And that, my friends, may be the demise of MU.

It was a nice idea all the same.
:o)



P.S. Sidenote Afterthought:
After rereading and mulling over this post for a moment or two I thought I should just say that I am in no way trying to solicit child care, laundry service, or dinner delivery (okay, maybe dinner...who doesn't love dinner duty relief?). Let's just say that sitting down to the computer while under the influence of the cold relief drug cocktail I concocted as diminished my filtering skills.