So…I have always said I wanted to have my kids close together, and I am glad I did, but I think I should have spent some time with kids before we went all in. I am being stretched to a whole new level. Intrestingly enough it isn’t really Annaleigh that is so difficult. She is a super baby in my book. She eats great, sleeps great and even gets IVs great. It’s just all those things, the eating, the putting to sleep, the IV getting that makes life a little more than crazy. It’s the when the already chaotic “witching hour” (between 5 and 6 in the pm); you know, when you’re trying to finish dinner, the kids are starving and one of them is pulling on your pants as you try to not spill the boiling water on anybody…that it’s time to nurse the baby. So poor Annaleigh gets to scream until I get everybody’s plates ready and then get to sit and nurse her. Sometimes it depends on how hungry I am, because I can nurse and eat at the same time. I know, talented. Not really. If I could have my hair fixed, make-up on, and real clothes on and still nurse and eat- that would be talent. But I usually look beyond frightening and a little like a raveged wolf who hasn’t seen food in days, and I’m nursing. Boy, super sexy, I know. And tonight was one of those nights. But, as I was cleaning the table I had an epiphany. Isn’t that when you usually have those?
God did amazing things in mine and Daniel’s life to get us to MN. It was such a wonderful mountain top experience. We felt so chosen, so priveleged, so near God, that it was easy to move here. As the newness has worn off and we have climbed back down the mountain the land has leveled out and you can’t see the end of it like you could from the top of the mountain. Then I realized that it will always be this way. We keep waiting to have arrived at the end of glory. You reach the top of the mountain and all things at the bottom of it, the laundry, the dishes, the spanking the babes, the getting dressed, the showering, the drying the stinking hair, the picking up of the toys, looks so much easier. But, here I am and it isn’t any easier than before the mountain. And, truthfully, maybe a little harder with no Gran and Pop to make a random stop to take one kid for the day. So, no matter what experience we have with the Lord, and right now I am thinking of the next step after seminary, there will still be the mundane. I am totally cool with this. It was a revelation to me. I’m sure you people already knew this, but every once in a while God takes what I know with my head and puts it in my heart. This happened to me tonight.
As I was voicing this to Daniel, he was washing the dishes, he said exactly what I needed to hear. He said, that is why we have to press into God daily. For example, if God calls us to the mission field, I can imagine what a spritual ride that will be. All that He would have to stir in our hearts, the pressing in to God to hear clearly, the affirmation from friends and family, the planning, the preparing, and then all of the sudden you are there. In another country. And there is still the laundry, and cooking, and cleaning and the spanking of the babes. 🙂 But God is still just as glorious, still as mystifying, and still as desirable in the midst of all that. And my wonderful husband is right. That is why we have to go to God’s word daily, listen to music that makes us remember the mountain, talk to friends who point you to Christ by the way they live their lives and whatever else helps you love God through the mundane. Amen and amen! I needed a good reminder of how important daily time with God is. Thank you, Jesus.
Now for a quick recap of the week. Annaleigh was in the hospital for two nights this week. Thankfully we have a Children’s hospital just down the street, but how I missed my Dr. Stagg!! Serioulsy, missed him so much. She had RSV. While I was there I learned that by 1 year old 80% of kids have had RSV and by 2 100% of kids have had RSV. It was our first time to actually be diagnosed with it, though. And she was my smallest to ever be that sick. I guess when you have three other kids coughing and sneezing on you, you can’t help but get sick. Anyway… I took her last weekend to the ER, because it was the weekend (regular clinic closed) and she was coughing so much that she was vomiting. They just sent us home, though. Then on Tuesday she turned blue on me for like 10 seconds. So I took her to regular clinic and they sent me back to the ER. She was admitted, and we spent that night and Wednesday night in the hospital on O2. Thankfully, that was all she needed. We are back home and doing great. She is back to smiling all the time and being so stinkin’ cute. Here are a few pictures! Lvoe you guys! Thanks for all the prayers!
i can swaddle even with an iv!
our last morning there. her smile is coming back! and check out that crazy fro! haha!!
Thanks for reading guys! Have a blessed week! Let’s rejoice in God even in the mundane! May our children see His worth because of it!