The Tender Weight of Caring
There’s something about a sick child that slows the world down. Shoot sometimes its not even a slow down but a full stop.
Sundays are sacred. The plans you have for Sunday — the fresh cup of tea, the journaling, the walk under the trees, the bing watching or reading — all dissolve into a quiet kind of caretaking.
Warm washcloths, cracked lips, the asks for water but most important the asks for attention and cuddles. There’s a sweetness to it, but also a weight. You hold so much in those moments: your child, their sickness, illness etc, and your own unraveling patience.
It’s in this moment of sitting in the bed, cuddling a sick child, watching reruns of their shows, that I’m reminded of how this one day of the week is both a reset and a foreshadowing.
Sometimes, Sunday is a gentle invitation to a soft intention for the week.
Brew the tea. Breathe deep. Ground yourself in your intentions. It feels like the pathway to a soft, as stress-free as possible week.
But other times — especially when illness sweeps through the home — Sunday feels like a mirror of what’s to come. The overwhelm, the exhaustion, the to-do list you didn’t get to. It can feel like the weight of the week has already landed before Monday even begins.
And that’s okay too… but to a certain extent.
There is no “right” way to do Sunday.
Sometimes rest looks like blankets, books and pancakes.
Sometimes it looks like tending fevers and forgetting your coffee on the counter for hours.
The tender weight of caring, holds a larger weight when a child sick. But at the end of the day Sundays allows us to carry that wright.
🌿 A Few Herbal Allies for the Tender Sundays:
Elderflower & Chamomile: gentle for little ones, soothing for the nervous system.
Eucalyptus steam: clears sinuses, calms the breath — for both mama and babe.
The Heart Tea: for when your heart feels tender and you need some softness.
xo.