Sick Mommy Walking

Coming off this past weekend where I just spent every ounce of my energy tending to two very sick little girls, you can imagine my dismay when I called my own Mother this morning ( who was supposed to be coming for a week long visit)  only to find out she has changed her mind.

It went a little something like this:

Me: "Hi, Mommy (Yes, I still call her Mommy). So, when are you getting here?"
Mom:Hesitation in her voice, damn she must have read my FB updates about sick kiddies, "Well, I am trying to figure that out. When do you think would be best?"
Me: "Well, I thought you were coming tomorrow."
Mom: "Well, I'm trying to figure out what will work out best for BOTH of us."
Me: "Mom, the girls have both been sick all weekend. I am exhausted and to be honest, I think I am getting sick too. I could really use your help with the girls THIS week!"
Mom: " Sick? What kind of sick? I think maybe I should come the week before the 4th of July."
I think as soon as I confirmed the sickness rumors and she heard the word "sick" all she heard from then on out was white noise.

WTF????? Did she misunderstand that I just asked my MOMMY for help? What part of "I need help with the girls" is she having trouble understanding?

Me: " Mom, are you coming or not?"
Mom: "Well, what do you think would be best?" ( I thought we just went over this!)
Me: Again, am I not speaking English? "I think I need you THIS week. The girls are getting well and will want to be playing outside and I will want to be in bed dying."
Mom: "Ok, well you let me know.(Hello? Is this thing on?)  Oh, by the way, can you come here this weekend for you brother's birthday party?" Commence my eye rolling and seizure having.
Me: WTF???Seriously, what the hell is going on here? Where is Ashton Kutcher, surely I must be getting punked! I love this woman but I am thoroughly confused. Apparently, we were playing a game of Chinese telephone that I had no idea that I was engaged in because she understood absolutely nothing of what I was saying." OK, Mom. I will call you back."

Apparently, my Mom doesn't want to come take care of my children while I am sick but won't actually say no. She's from the south, they don't like to be "ugly" about things. So, to recap; as I was being Supah Dupah Mommy this weekend taking care of any and all urges and whims of my poor sick children, my Mom is probably at home , at thsi ver moment, Lysoling the receiver to be sure she doesn't catch my cooties through her land line. How can she be my Mom and we be such different types of Mommies? I should add that she only lives an hour away and she ALWAYS tells me , "When you are sick, if you ever need me to come help with the girls..JUST CALL!" I did! So much for that idea. Now, here I go back to my whining sick children ( Gabs is lying in bed making a sound like a dying calf) as I try my best not to go delirious with my own fever. Happy Mothering!