EDIT: (2:15 pm) I feel the need to confess that I’ve just snapped. Tears are streaming down my cheeks, and I can’t stop them. The cause of the tears is not even a huge deal. I made it through the nastiness with flying colors, and now some little straw broke my back… Just wanted to share that with anyone who was feeling guilty for not being Little Miss Joy in the Midst of Tribulation.
WARNING: Rated PG-13 for language (references to puke and poo)
Lots of trials and testing today it seems. I’m choosing to look at mine today as proof of my worth. God must find me worthy of tests and trials because He has a lot of wonderful character to produce in me as a result. Satan must find me worthy of attack, because He hates all that character-producing God is busy doing in my life.
Sooo, I’m finding all sorts of joy in my day, in spite of all that has happened. Here’s a nutshell recap of the past 12 hours:
–late last night, Nina vomits all over everything in her bed. Bathe her, change sheets, clean up floor, spray room, brush her teeth, rock her to sleep, clean vomit off clothes/blankets, throw everything in washer
–crawl into bed exhausted at 1:30
–will be missing Bible study AGAIN
–Ava wakes up crying with a fever at 2:30, let her climb into bed with us
–put Ava back in her own bed 30 minutes later with medicine and water
–wake up at 7:00, Nina’s room reeks of rotten fish
–change nastiest diaper of her life (she was completely plastered with poo), another bath, clean up bed and floor, get her dressed, blah, blah, blah
–get breakfast for Gabe and Livi, give Nina gatorade and cheerios
–Nina throws up, clean it up, blah, blah
–Ava can’t eat, washer is not working
–Livi says, “Nina smells!” Nasty diaper #2, new clothes, no bath this time!, clean up poo spot on living room floor (thank you, Lord, that we can’t afford new carpet yet!), clean up another poo spot where she sat down and leaked through
–10 minutes later discover another poo spot (stepped in it) and a board book with poo on it–gross!
–try to escape to take a shower, strip down, wash face, water is freezing cold–broken washer used up all our hot water for NOTHING. Grrr…Get dressed.
–there’s more, but it’s all very minor.
Good news: Nina is napping, Livi is ready to head out the door to walk with Sophie and her dad to the bus stop, Ava is feeling better and ate a bagel.
Lord, is the test over? Please tell me it’s over? Did I pass? Did I pass?
p.s. So far so good on the Lent stuff. More thoughts later, but I’m doing no pop, no chocolate, and no candy.
Hang in there, everybody!!