I am a 30ish year old mom of five precious boys and one sweet girl. Four of our children are here with us and two are in the arms of Jesus. Our sweet baby girl Hope was diagnosed with Dystrophic Epdermolysis Bullosa and our youngest son came to us through adoption, the Lord has shown us just how Faithful He is. We will continue to Journey and follow Him where ever He leads. We feel very blessed that God chose us to be the parents of each of our kids, and we look forward to what He has in store for us in foster care!
Little did I know how this germ sharing was nothing compared to what was about to take place.
He STILL loves to hold his little sister! (Don't mind the missing sock, she REFUSES to keep it on)
Could he be any happier!??
Wonder where she learned to stick out her tongue?!
AAAAHHH Sharing Siblings...
Heard earlier yesterday at my house "Mom I love sharing with Hopey!" "That's nice buddy." I replied...I had no idea how this sharing with Hope would play out later...
So, my younger kiddos are battling some kind of upper respiratory/coughy/ear infection kind of thing (I am certain came from the McDonald's Playland Howard insisted on, that skeeves me out! ahem...) and when I called the doctor yesterday he asked me to take Hope's temperature, you know, the not oral, not under the armpit kind of way? So anyhow...I went ahead with one of those tasks no parent ever wants to do but eventually must just do, once I got the reading, I undressed her and got her into the tub.
Benjamin then enters two minutes later telling me that he "doesn't feel well". I told him to go lie on the couch and I would take care of him as soon as I got Hope out of the tub and dressed. Then he says, "Mom, I am pretty sure I have a fever" as I hear the beep, beep, beep. My eyes widen and my heart sinks. I turned toward him and YES ladies and gentlemen he had Hope's thermometer in his MOUTH!
UGH! I keep a "special" thermometer in the drawer of the changing table and have put a sticker on it so we know what "kind" of thermometer that one is, but apparently Ben did not get that memo. He is sick today...instead of hand, foot and mouth, perhaps he has hand, hiney and mouth? :) lol
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further. The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry. I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, Pretending she didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, Knowing that she has been missed. You asked me how I was doing. I say "pretty good" or "fine". But healing is something ongoing I feel it will take a lifetime. ~ Elizabeth Dent ~
"When I Lay My Isaac Down" - Carol Kent "The One Year Book of Hope" - Nancy Guthrie "Holding on to Hope" - Nancy Guthrie "Empty Cradle Broken Heart" - Deborah Davis "Waiting With Gabriel" - Amy Kuebelbeck "Streams in the Desert" - LB Cowman "It Takes a Parent" - Betsy Hart "I'll Hold You in Heaven" - Jack Hayford "Crazy Love" Francis Chan "Radical" David Platt