it hasn't been the best of days around here. luke has been sick (for the second time this month)… and he's so very pathetic. he starts coughing… then has a hard time breathing, his tummy hurts from coughing, he wheezes and pants and groans. he wouldn't be away from me for about 48 hours. eat, sleep, bathroom. all of it he was on my lap. awesome.
two things i'm thankful for from these last two rough days… first of all, i listened to a "mom talk" as i was holding his hand trying to get him to sleep last night (for 2 hours). it helped change my perspective… i went from frustration because i just wanted to be in my bed to thankful that i could be a comfort to him. i'm reading a book and the author dedicates it to her parents saying "before i knew what God thought of me, I knew what you thought of me, and it set me up to follow your reckless faith…" i've been thinking about that lately. though we will never be able to love as God does, i want to give myself to love my kids well so that they will know the extravagant love God has for them. then, they will grow up looking for the kindness and goodness of God because He certainly is kind and good.
the second thing i'm thankful for is that because luke was sick he was up in the night twice… at the exact time that a rat was chewing his way into our kitchen. twice! our kitchen is half wall, half screen. it's always been part screen and there have always been rats. but last night i was up twice (the first time i woke danny up because i heard them in our kitchen) and both times as we went into the kitchen it ran out the hole it had just chewed in our screen. we have caught a lot of baby rats (which i hate but can deal with… kind of. except the time i stepped on one when i went to the bathroom at night. that made me jumpy and crazy for days.) but, i really hate the big ones. they are HUGE here and i just hate them. we weren't able to get the screen fixed today. so, we have four different approaches to keeping them away tonight. sweet potatoes, peppermint oil, moth balls, and traps. so, this sounds like complaining… and it is a little bit and i feel okay about it… but i really am thankful that luke woke up in the night at just the right time. who knows what that rat would have done in our kitchen…
the pictures are totally unrelated but i think they're funny. mary's grumpy face more represents mine and luke's the last two days and luke's happy face is how mary has been. the girl loves her brother. she has been overly sweet and thoughtful towards him while he hasn't felt well. giving up cuddle time with me, letting him choose the video (because we've watched a lot of them!), getting his water, blanket, crayons, and everything else he's asked for.
i'm hoping i wake up to a healthy boy and no evidence of rats in our kitchen… but if not, God is still good.