He tends His flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart; He gently leads those that have young. Isaiah 40:11
The meanest cold has taken over our family. The big kids have been working through it since last Wednesday, and I’ve been working it since Tuesday. But the saddest of all is that Tessa is in the thick of it right now. Red watery eyes, coughing, stuffy nose. Poor Baby! She slept most of yesterday except for the times I pissed her off sucking her nose out or sticking a thermometer up her bum. But she was up most of last night. She’s Ok, we’re just stuck in this house until she shows us that she’s getting better. Part of me is Ok with it because I feel like poop.I’ve had to depend on friends for picking up Josiah from school, and I am overly thankful for that. We continue to have meals brought to us and it’s so nice to be relaxed about dinner prep. Being at home with Eden makes me feel bad that she’s kinda bored, but I remind myself that this is temporary. We won’t be sick forever. And when we are back to our old selves, we’ll do fun stuff. I’ve enjoyed doing projects I’ve put off forever, like designing my girls wall quilts and starting some paintings. I push away all guilt and longing to be involved with all the fun things going on, and I just rest. I am thankful that I am pretty much healed from childbirth (although getting rid of 10lbs would be awesome) and my emotions are in check alot more. Joel reminded me that there must be something good to reflect on even while we go through this, and he’s right, I’ve been reminded once again that God is taking care of me and He takes care of my kids better than I ever could. And as Isaiah reminds us, he guides those of us with young. He’s going to show me what to do and give me wisdom. That’s a wonderful gift in this sicky lockdown. I think I needed that reminder to matter what.