Today I was reading on Ginger’s blog and came across this poem
With rosy cheek and droopy eye
She hears her mamma’s lullaby.
And snuggled safe to Mamma’s chest
At last she rests.
For some reason all the emotion I have been holding in all week just came spilling out of my eyes. It’s hard not to complain when you have had day after day of a sick feverish baby trying to become a permanent appendage to your body. I love her dearly, but it has really worn me out. Reading this poem made me realize that this week has been a blessing in disguise. Sickness can definitely be a time for stopping the business of life and taking a break and just enjoying each other. Most of the days this week have been spent hugging and loving on my sweet sickie. I am grateful for this time. I know next week she’ll be off happy and crawling away from me again.
So I will not let the fact that four of my six children are very sick get me down. I will rub my 3yos back while he is tossing cookies. I will give my 7yo her breathing treatments and antibiotics for her bronchitis. I will hug my 10yo and give him cough syrup and advil for his bad cold and I will continue to love on my sweet 10 month old who’s fever has finally come down to a manageable 99 after being at 102-105 for five days.