Man, yesterday was a horrible day for me! I woke up feeling really groggy and tired (I had 8 hours of sleep). I fixed breakfast and moped around the house with the kids. Around 10 am I started to feel really nauseous and also very sick to my stomach. This lasted 12 full hours. It took me back to the days when I was very sick while pregnant with Camryn. This was actually much worse. I called my mom and she was in Annaplolis and talked with Chad at work but he couldn't leave either. He probably could have, but it would have been hard for him to. So, I just did what I could do (not much!) My day mostly consisted of having the kids bring me books on the sofa, me dragging my body over to the floor to play trucks --while laying there moaning to my poor son -- all the while saying "it's ok, honey, mommy's just sick. Poor guy didn't understand why mommy was such a wreck. Oh, we also watched a lot of the Wiggles! I was so sick that I couldn't even hold a conversation. Finally after lunch, it was time for the kids to go down for a nap. Camryn went down like a charm (as usual) and Gabe said that he wanted to lay with me which was fine. We both fell asleep around 12:30. The phone rings at 1:30 waking us both up...for good. So, I'm still so sick and Gabe is up and reading to go...Camryn is still asleep (thank the Lord!) I practically crawl downstairs and continue to try and potty train him but I have to give up. I put Pull-ups on him because I can't stand to walk him to the bathroom every 20 mins that's how sick I was. Poor Gabe. My sister calls and says that she'll be over at 4:30 to pick the kids up and take them to the park. She also offers to take them to my parents house for dinner and bring them back at bed time! Hallelujah! But wait, how am I going to make it for another 3 hours? Lord, I need you! I kept praying and praying. I realized that through all of my suffering (funny how I call it suffering, it so wasn't) I still needed to glorify God. I still needed to put aside my own desires of wanting to lay on the sofa and bark orders to my children. I needed to still be kind, to love, to be patient and to still discipline my children. I felt very convicted about Jesus's sufferings on the Cross. How in the midst of all of the torturing and suffering He didn't choose to give up. He chose to suffer and die. He did this for us so that we may have eternal life. How amazing. I can not relate whatsoever to Christ's suffering but I can take my little peon sufferings and grow. Thanks be to the Lord for giving us trials and sufferings to be reminded and always bring us back to Him and the Cross.
I feel good this morning!!!!