Ok - Been gone forever and have this weird guilt feeling that i have not blogged in forever- i really love it but have been going so my brain is DEAD! Well today i got the wake up call.
So it is 8:15 this morning and Kyle and i are hanging in the living room talking after he took the big boys to WRE and i am complaining about our schedule and him being gone too much with baseball (yeah- remember when i was working on not complaining - oops!) and maybe i should work on my run-on sentences- or not.
so we send reed to his room for various "not showing proper respect" issues and several minutes later we hear that sound that can stop your heart and change it all. Wagner followed Reed upstairs- he NEVER plays on the stairs- he is WAY too cautious for that nonsense. He prefers shoes and sharp appliances in the kitchen where he can attach himself to my legs.
Reed's version is that Wagner was at the VERY top of the stairs (did i mention that they are hardwood?) and lost his balance while standing up and fell backwards. He landed 12 steps later at the bottom of the wall.
We hear... and jump (less than 10 feet- that is what is frustrating) like SuperParents and find a bloody baby screaming. He just had a busted lip and several bumps on that precious head. So we calm him down and all is continuing on- AND he begins to throw up. (FYI Don't look on the internet if your child falls 12 stairs and is vomiting- not good).
So a VERY fast trip to Plano to doc ensues- what do you know after a full body inspection, an ear infection (did i mention that i took him less than 24 hours earlier to the doc and said i swear this baby has an ear infection- of which the doc said "i don't think so"- really? i would have bet my life he had one- i did not ask her to double check - you know the whole insult the doc thing is not good!)
So here i am tonight (with Dr. Baby Proofer coming in the morning) thanking God for being a God of perfection and taking care of our fragile lives. I mean i was complaining about our schedule- i don't drive a child to the doctor each day for chemo or even suffer from the pain of infertility or have a husband at war.
You never know when you will get that phone call that can change it all and i have been sleeping through the busyness of 4 children feeling completely entitled to living a life of ease and convenience.
I pray each morning that i would experience life His way and not my own - and for my priorities to not be informed by the world's ways but by His plan and sifted through His word. And i realize i freak about a full schedule- wow i have 4 boys to enjoy a calender of fun activities and i worry about nonsense....
So i pray i will thank God for His grace and forgive my selfishness and pray for all those people who really need to experience His peace because of unsurmountable circumstances. The people who are fighting their own battles and God is making Himself known to them... yeah and for holding the life of His precious child in His hands-thank you!
Is that a bobble head ready for t-ball?
Is that a bobble head ready for t-ball?
