It was bound to happen. We made it a full four weeks before Benny had to stay home from daycare. Nate volunteered to stay at home with the fever-ridden, coughing Bear. I relieved him at 3. Benny slept. I worked. Then Benny woke up, felt better, and proceeded to make me laugh until Nate returned home. We went to Duck Park. On the way I was instructed that "Benny ride duck, Mommy ride seahorse." When I protested that I wanted to ride the duck, Benny informed me that, under NO circumstances, was I allowed to ride the duck. OK.
Although I am grateful that Nate stayed home for most of the day, the whole experience reminds me that I am still very much the primary caregiver. That's not to say that Nate didn't pull his weight today. However, I volunteered to call the daycare, make an appointment for Benny at the doctor, and offered to come home early. Why? Because that sort of thing is second nature to me now. Nate seemed really apprehensive about calling the pediatrician's office. What were Benny's symptoms, how long had he been experiencing them, etc.? In the end, it was easier for me to call than coach Nate through the conversation.
I'm wondering if this will change as we adjust to this new schedule. Benny did wonder where his daddy was this afternoon when he woke up from his nap. That doesn't normally happen. Perhaps change is coming after all.
The good news is that Benny's fever is gone and he'll be back at daycare tomorrow. Keep your fingers crossed that we don't have too many sick days in the next few months!