This little one has been under the weather for a couple days now and after being down for the count myself last week, I can attest that it is miserable. It hurts a bit everywhere and nothing seems to do the trick...but it has been a chance for her and I both to be still. Yes Hadley, you were for the first time in your life "still" and the only thing that made you happy was for me to sit still with you. I say that because neither of us do this nearly enough and I thought on many occasions while she laid on me as hot as a biscuit that despite the circumstances, it was very nice.
She did not say much of anything for 24 hours except "uh oh" and I didn't say anything either. I listened to Christmas music. I let my eyes wonder around our place thinking of new ways to organize (or hide our mess). I read through old sermons from the past two years and thought of conversations that we had with my parents this weekend about "faith alone" and "imputed righteousness." I looked through catalogues that are stacking up around here with holidays in near sight. I prayed for this sweet hot little biscuit a good bit. I enjoyed Starbucks ice tea and just thought for almost a full day.
A reoccuring thought was the great joy I find in being a mom. I surely don't do everything right and I can think of a hundred things that I would like to spend more effort on, but yesterday taught me that God will equip and strengthen me with what I need to be the best mom I can for her. She needed someone to stay awake with her through the night as she wimpered, she needed someone to throw up on, she needed someone to tickle her back and belly, she didn't know what she needed at times, but knew she needed me close by...and Hadley, it was a treat to be there with you. These moments are all too quickly passing me by and I want you to know that you are a treasure in my life...
There was a little of this going on...
And when she just couldn't literally stand anymore, she ended up here.
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