Joys

One of the joys of being a mom is taking care of sick little ones.  Anna had a really rough night last night--she must have gotten the bug that has been making the rounds with our friends from church.  It's no so great to walk into a dark room and be overcome by the smell of vomit.  It is, however, absolutely wonderful to be called upon to help.  Anna and I spent nearly all night snuggling, rubbing her back, chatting about how God has the power to heal our bodies, and watching movies.  Mary Poppins at 4:30 with a sickly little girl is a lot more fun than you'd think.  As strange as it may sound, I am so thankful to have had the chance to have that special time with Anna.  I'm also very thankful that her little body seems to be just fine now.  I am very aware right now that health is something not to be taken for granted.  

Another joy of being a mom is hearing, "Mommy, I wuv you" from a very "wigglish" (her word) McKenna.  She is just the sweetest thing.  Her squeaky little voice and angel face are enough to make me smile all day!

And Samuel...he loves his routine.  He loves to go to bed at night, but not without his snuggle time.  He lays his head on my shoulder and I can just feel his little body relax completely.  A year ago night time was still stressful with him.  He went to bed easily, but staying asleep was an entirely different matter.  Now, his bedtime routine is a joy for me--I look forward to it every day.  The great thing is that he seems to look forward to it as well.

Chris.  What a guy!  He's so excited to spend an entire day with all three kids every week while I'm in class.  He absolutely loves it.  He smiles when he talks about how not every dad gets this opportunity.  I smile because not every daddy would want this opportunity.  Even today, when Anna was puny, Chris was up early (!) to take care of her and get a jump on his favorite day of the week.  THAT is a joy as well.  

I am so blessed...