Sick days

In the 13 years I waited and waited till the good Lord gave us our 1st child, I never thought or dreamed of the long nights. The nights where the child is so cranky that even holding them does not always work. The endless ear infections, high temps and whining.. oh the whining..and the major loss of sleep. I have tried to find joy in this, yet none comes to mind.. until after I started following a mothers blog of her dieing child. I now think how grateful I am to be able to hear that whining one more day. I look at my precious angels and wonder when the Lord will take them home and am grateful for the time I get to be with them and raise them.

I often feel guilty when I get these feelings, since we tried for so long to have a child. I wonder when I complaining how the Lord is looking down on me after years of prayers, begging, pleading, to have just one child. Watching all my friends having many, working in a school system where children were having abortions like candy and giving up children left and right and getting so angry as to why I could not have just one. Then the time came.. (Gods time) I not only had one but 2. 2 very special blessings.

Today I was reminded of that. Being so tired from being up night after night with Blake being sick and now starting it with Alexia, I just sat in front of the computer doing mindless things when out of my bedroom came the joy and laughter of the two of them playing tag. It was the best sound I have heard in a long time.

Thinking of that mother who lost her child and the complaining I was doing over loss sleep.. really put things into reality for me..God has given me 2 blessings to treasure, hold tight, play with, raise in his image. Most of all to be thankful for each moment I have with them... day or night.. even when they are sick and cranky!