Help! I need somebody...

The last couple of weeks have been challenging.  Sean caught a cold at school (damn nail-biting!  I think it's why he gets them so often) that gave him an ear infection.  Then Kieran, who I think is teething, caught it from Sean always putting his face close (cause they have the same faces).  To top that off, John has to spend a few days in LA training the new guy. 

The first day was deceptively quiet.  Sean was on antibiotics and in good spirits (we had an accident though as one of the antibiotics side effect is loose #2).  Kieran was his usual chillin' self.  Then came the evening.  Kieran won't settle down (was getting congested) and would cry.  His crying would wake up Sean.  A cycle it became, Kieran crying, Sean getting up and crying.  At that point, I cried too, waved the white flag and called reinforcements.  John drives the two hours to get home and TeeP and Big John come over to keep me sane in the mean time. 

We are almost through it, Sean's still coughing a little bit and Kieran's on the mend too.  I can look back with a smile now.  This is when I realize, it's ok to ask/receive help.  Doesn't mean I am failure of a mother, just mean sh*t happens.  It means I should be thankful that I have people around me who care enough to lend a helping hand (or buy soup so I don't have to lug two sick boys to the grocery, or spend a couple of hours with the boys so I can get new contacts and see). 

I think of how I feel good when I know I've helped someone, I don't think of it as an imposition on my time but an opportunity to do good and it in turn helps my soul.  I hope they feel the same way because I will need help again in the future.