Today, I was introduced to another parental rite of passage: Staying at home with a sick kid.
Sloan has had a bit of a rough start at her new day care. As is the case with many babies, it is challenging to enter a children’s center and go unscathed the first few weeks. After contracting a cold late last week, Sloan came down with a fever yesterday. The law stipulates that once a child registers a fever, she can’t return until she is fever-free for at least 24 hours.
With the first day of school today for the Horry County School District, Sidney was welcoming her new class of 2nd graders. It made 100% sense for me to stay with Sloan and my employer thought so too, giving me every blessing to work from home.
It is always a weird feeling when I am at home on a work day. Whether it be because of a weather event, vacation, or my own illness, I feel detached from campus and my co-workers. I feel like I am slacking. I feel guilty.
However, today I didn’t feel the guilt. It definitely felt a little bizarre and out of place staying home with just Sloan but I didn’t have an uneasy sensation inside of me. It all kind of goes right back to the blog post I wrote in late March about how my perspective on life has changed. I value work immensely but when it comes to my daughter it ultimately, in the grand scheme of things, is insignificant. Sloan depends on her parents for her well-being and we will do all we can to provide the care she needs.
It was a smooth day. Sloan had shaken her fever off before the morning even arrived. In between feedings, changings, naps, and, of course, playing, I was able to get most of the work finished that I needed to. It was a Wednesday of father-daughter bonding that I really enjoyed. Thanks to CCU for being so accommodating and thank you God for wiping out Sloan’s fever. Don’t Blink.