This last weekend I started noticing that the kids were a little congested, but I hoped and prayed that they weren't getting sick. Well, now here I am five days into recovering from my gall bladder surgery, and now Julia, Raven, and I all have colds. Sheesh. I hate to sound like a whiny baby, but seriously, I could use a little break. I am going back to work next Monday. I would really like to be healthy by then... like, FEEL good. Bodily. My abdomen and my head. Raven is also supposed to start daycare next week; I don't want her immune system weak upon entering a plethora of germs and I want her to have a good first day. Furthermore, I don't think I can mentally handle Raven's cold turning into RSV and landing us in the hospital. At the very least, I would cry. A lot.
I know that I should be praising God even through the storms, and believe me, I DO know He is good and He is there and that I am blessed. Julia is a sweetheart of a daughter AND sister... seriously, I couldn't ask for a better daughter in her. And Raven, God bless her, sleeps and eats so well (and poops really well too... ha!). My husband is a blessing to me and my family and especially today I am thanking God for him. I have a job, Adam has a job, we have wonderful and caring family and friends... I could go on and on. But, even still... it is hard not to be a little angry. And, I suppose... I can say, I am not THAT sick and Julia is still puttering around the house a million miles and hour and Raven seems to be handling her cold well and it could be A LOT worse... but still, there is that little being inside of me saying, "Why? Why NOW?"
I prayed about this a lot last night and have been on and off today... mostly, I am praying for peace through all of this no matter what it means. I am praying for strength to make it through no matter whether we are healthy tomorrow (a miracle!) or end up in the hospital (Please, God, No). And, I am praying for healing; I'm still recovering from my surgery and while I feel a ton better today than I did last week, I am still really sore and tire very quickly... and a cold on top of it... wow, I just want to curl up in bed and go to sleep (sounds good, but Adam is heading out for the night soon and Julia is a spitfire in the couple of hours before bed). If you have an extra prayer or two you would send up for our family, it would be appreciated!