Walker has the flu. I have been whining about this latest "sick" episode in our house for the last 2 days. I even went so far as to say, "We have had our fair share of sickness this winter!" And I griped about missing playgroup. And the gym. And a prayer session. I complained about how this was really messing with my workout routine. As I was running tonight after Walker went to bed I was still thinking in my head negative thoughts about missing my treadmill class, missing the playdate at the park this afternoon, bible study, etc.
Then I came to my senses.
I am complaining about mild illness, when I can take those babies to the dr immediately, get whatever medicine we need, then spend sweet time with them while ministering to their every little need? We don't have to make the decision of paying a bill vs healthcare. The entire time this has been going on, there has only been ONE NIGHT that they didn't sleep through the night. One. Night. There is a pharmacy on every corner. We have humidifier, nasal spray, ceiling fans, Vicks rub, everything imaginable to make them as comfortable as possible. What exactly do I have to complain about? 1.1 billion people lack access to clean drinking water. 42% of people do not have access to basic sanitation facilities! Much less the ability to alternate tylenol and motrin to keep your baby comfortable. I saw this earlier in the week.
I am so thankful that I have been provided everything one could possibly need to take care of these babies. And thankful for their health, and, big picture, they ARE healthy. Now, I'm off to rock Walker. Since he's been sick, he has let me rock him to sleep for every nap and wants to cuddle. So I'm taking advantage of it!
always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.