Perks of being sick: bedtime stories | tissues, Vick’s Vapor Rub and medicine on windowsill | pretty tea things to make ginger tea more bearable | ginger tea preparations | red pearls | In our medicine cabinet you will find a corner of a Brazilian health food store
Mothers can’t get sick. So she doesn’t.
Back rubs, tea making, medicine measuring,
Up at night soothing, busy during the day. 
Father’s coughing, Brother’s sniffling, Sister’s cold and shivering.
Mother’s administering homemade remedies, passing a tissue and tucking in.
Mothers can’t get sick. So she doesn’t. 
Ginger tea, Propolis, Warm orange juice, baked bananas.
Crazy natural remedies that somehow work.
Oregano tea, clove of garlic in your salad, orange as a snack. (You need vitamin C)
“Drink lots of water, where are your socks?
Put on your sweater! It’s raining put your boots on.”
Tired, busy, among those with a cold. But mother’s can’t get sick.
So she doesn’t.


12 thoughts on “Vignettes.

  1. Tiffanie November 15, 2012 / 6:41 am

    Sweet. I hope you all have fully recovered. My kids are IN LOVE with pomegranite right now!


  2. Masked Mom November 3, 2012 / 3:34 pm

    Hope everyone feels better soon. Love the poem and the pictures.


  3. Larissa T. November 2, 2012 / 3:47 pm

    It's totally fine Tara, the link up closes on Tuesday so you have until then to link up. 🙂

    Thank you!


  4. Larissa T. November 2, 2012 / 3:47 pm

    Hahaha … oh no! Hope everyone gets better out there too, Marianne. Thank you.


  5. Larissa T. November 2, 2012 / 3:46 pm

    Don't feel guilty! It proves you're human .. good reminder sometimes. 🙂 Besides, it's our turn to take care of you!

    Thanks Sleepy Joe!


  6. Joanne November 2, 2012 / 3:18 pm

    good poem and true. hope you feel better soon.


  7. Tara Adams November 2, 2012 / 1:35 pm

    Beautiful poem and I am so sorry I keep forgetting that it's Thursday, Larissa!


  8. Marianne November 2, 2012 / 3:54 am

    We're bonding again. Stupid virus hit the whole family. 'Cept Joe. The guy isn't human.

    Feel better!


  9. Sleepy Joe November 1, 2012 / 9:55 pm

    I love your poem. 'But mother's can't get sick. So she doesn't.'

    But sometimes we do and feel guilty as hell that we can't look after ourselves 😦

    Get better soon honey!


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