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I came down with a Nasty Allergy Infection Thursday that kicked by butt.
Then I got a violent dose of food poisoning Saturday.
Yesterday, while laying on the floor of our bedroom in the fetal position, I just remember praying to God, Please protect me Father. Please protect me. I felt so attacked. If it wasnt one thing it was another. I was so needy for God this weekend. I just kept crying out to God to heal me and give me the health I needed to help with the kids, the house, the errands, etc.
Thank God for Z-packs, Husbands and Family!
Friday night my amazing sister-in-love, Andrea, volunteered to have little brother come spend the night at her house! I'm not sure if she will be volunteering those services again anytime soon (-: but it was such a blessing to just have one kiddo for the night, while I felt so horrible.
Then, Saturday morning, when I realized that I wouldn't be leaving my bathroom for a good couple hours, my other amazing sister-in-love Reagan volunteered to spend her Saturday at the CCC sale, buying clothes for our kiddos, since I wasn't able to go. I felt so loved by my family this weekend.
My husband took care of me so perfectly this weekend. He filled my prescription, took care of the kids, made me scrambled eggs, rubbed my back, held me when I felt nauseous, prayed for me when I whimpered (I'm a little bit of a baby when I feel sick)... Honestly, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
My antibiotics have started to kick in, my stomach has recovered, i can swallow pain free... but most of all, I feel like I can be Wife and Momma Cole now. Which is really all I wanted.
My sweet Husband took the kids to church this morning which gives me time to rest and clean the house (and take a shower)!!!
I must admit, jumping into parenthood this way isn't ideal. I know part of the reason I got so sick this weekend was because my body is just plain worn out. I've lost 6 pounds in a week and I dont shower consistently anymore. I think I took one yesterday but I cant really remember. lol
Yet, God has given us more than enough grace to handle each day as it comes.
The only way you can say that confidently, is when you allow God to be the ONLY one in your life you cry out to, while laying in the fetal position.
OH, and the mention of the backwards pants... for the last 24 hours I have been wearing my pajama pants backwards. I realized it last night before crawling into bed, but honestly, turning them around just wasnt a top priority for me. I suppose this weekend was my indoctrination into parenthood.
Oh Nicole... I feel so bad that you had such a rough week.
ReplyDeleteBut on the other hand, I just have to giggle a little bit. "I must admit, jumping into parenthood this way isn't ideal." I totally understand what you meant by that - I'm sure you had many visions of playtime at the park, letting the kids help with dinner, story time, and snuggles.
But I think you just got a fuller dose of "ideal" than you realize! Welcome to parenting! Playdough and tickles sure are the highlights, but what keeps me running are being able to laugh and love despite hard times like these.
Glad you are feeling better! We should get all our kiddos together for a playdate!