Oh boy can I relate to this. I just had my second baby in March. She is 8 months old now and my symptoms started coming back early fall. After I had my first daughter (now 4 1/2) I felt good for about
a year before my symptoms returned, but with the second I didn't get so lucky.
The guilt is the hardest part of it all. My 8 month doesn't care if she is home with me all day, but my 4 year old will say things like "You never take me out" or "Can you bring me to the bithday party instead of Daddy?" It kills me. I know she won't remember being 4 years old and on my good days I do try to go to the park or the zoo or whatever it is that I know I can do. We go for walks in the summer, but I don't really "go out". So a lot of what we do is inside at home and they are so smart. But, I try to tell myself that it isn't what you do with them. It is how you spend your time with them. I am always there for her and my baby and love them so much and that is what is important at the end of the day.
I just started a new program in hopes that I can get well before my baby understands that mommy is sick. Kids only know what they know so it is normal for them. I just never planned to be a sick mommy as I did recover from lyme prior to having children, but relapsed soon before I found out I was pregnant with my first.
Like the other post said, you would have guilt about something. I try to never miss anything of importance...birthday parties, their bapstisms, holiday's, but sometimes you just can't do it all and we have to accept that and keep fighting to get well for them and for ourselves.
I am thankful to have the help of my family who take my daughter to do fun things when I can't and who come over to give me a hand on days that I need it. We all need help, especially with kids, but they are what keeps us moving forward and striving to get well. What better motivation.
Something that I tell myself all the time is what a special person who was bedridden with lyme for 2 years told me...She said she felt so guilty that she couldn't do anything with her son during those 2 years other than watch tv on the couch with him because she was so sick. Years later (when he was a teenager) she told him how sorry she was for that and he repsonded, "You were sick? I thought you just had a headache". He didn't even know how sick she was. Kids only care about how much you love them.
I tell myself this now when I can't take her to school or can't take her to the park or whatever it may be. We have to let ourselves off the hook because being sick isn't a choice. We don't get to decide how we feel.