Poor Baby

Well, last night my Mady-girl spent lots of time hovering over the trash-can and looking into my eyes and saying, "Sorry Mommy." I just said, Baby...it's okay, you're sick...don't say sorry." My heart broke as I watched her suffer and I just wanted to take it (sickness)and put it in me. As I type, I hear her playing Barbies with her Daddy and sister, giggles fill the house. My smile is back cause my baby is better but oh my, my heart hurt for her.

Today, Mady, Mika, and I stayed home and it felt soooo good to not have to call in to anyone and explain that I needed a sub.  My husband is a blessing and I honestly thank God that he is mine. Mady had her artist's shoes on and spent the morning creating a waterfall on a mountain-side, a pine tree alone on a dark starry night, and a beach with a life-guard stand. Mika accompanied her in her room and watched the Wizard of Oz while I ridded the house of that "germy" feeling after a tummy-bug.

Funny Mika Memory: As Madyson vomited, Mika ran over to get in on the action. Mady threw up on Mika's leg and I'll never forget Mika starting to gag and heave as she hopped around on one foot in a panic. Obviously, Mika is gonna have a weak stomach!

Dear God, Thank You for Jesus and for His sacrifice. Thank-You for giving me these precious little girls and allowing me to take care of them and be the one who is there to hold those beautiful pony-tails when they are sick. Thank You for the promise of health and the healing you give us. I pray for protection around this family and please lead me and Chris where You can be served. Thank you for my husband and the blessing of his job, open the doors that you see fit. Watch over those who are hurting and forgive me, I sin and forget that I'm suppose to be in love with Jesus not just going through the motions.
In Jesus Name-Amen