Rotavirus is Temporary

One of the hardest thing in a Mother's day to day is having sick little ones.  I'm not referring to cancer or serious diseases, I'm talking about the normal bugs of childhood.  Although, at any given moment these bugs seem that they have the capability to kill a child.
Recently we have had the exhaustive experience of bronchitis-Simon.  And then we have Rotavirus.  Both scary.  As my mothering experience widens I have realized there is no reason to panic. Things subside, kids heal, eat again.  But there are always those moments when the fear gets the better of me.  Not long lasting, but fear-dark and numb.
David is our bird.  Eats little, is little.  He's in the 5th percentile.  He scares me the most when he is sick.  Looks like a little Haulocost victim.  30lbs and almost 4 (next week).

Yesterday after writing the above stuff David seemed sicker.  He's better this am.  Note to self-PEDIALYTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!   No water-no soy milk-no juice.  If they won't drink-ok-just push the pedialyte untill they will.  Use a syringe to give 5cc at a time until they will drink on their own.  If they won't eat-ok.  But don't offer anything other than pedialyte until you KNOW they are better.

Mom and Dad stopped over yesterday and brought a bunch of stuff-more pedialyte, milk, dinner, chicken-which I better put in the freezer, paper towels, laundry soap, pasta.  So helpful.  And I'm snapping a lot at Dave.  I think having our kids be sick is such a test of faith and endurance.  I fail at both.  But at these times-I'm so thankful to have God.  To know he loves my kids-and lets them get sick.  I'm so thankful for the nurses at the Dr.'s office-Eileen- who care and call me back, who are smart and mature and get me squeezed in to see the doc.  I'm thankful for Pedialyte.  I'm thankful for Emory-who is joyful and home and loving.  I'm thankful for Dave who is supportive and sympathetic and hardworking.  I'm grateful for the many, many days that the children are healthy and loud and running everywhere.

Oh, Lord, please help me to remember how it feels to have a sick child!  Please help me to know that when they are well-we are in plenty!  Don't let go of me-help me to remember how precious they are when they are well.  Help me not to care about the dishes and toys and dirty floor.  Give me the supernatural power to care for them and trust your hand in this illness.  Help me to be perseverant as they need a loving mommy!

I need you, Lord Jesus.  Without your holy Spirit and strength, I can not be what I should.