To say life our life is never interesting would be an understatement! Along with being due in 2 days, my baby boy gave us a scare last night. Not being his normal self at family night we were getting concerned with him. Refusing to eat or drink anything, fever, sleeping on and off & and refusing to be anywhere but in my arms is not his normal activities. So we headed home to let him rest and see if he'd get better, but after several hours in an air conditioning room he still had a high fever & and still refused to eat or drink anything! At this point i thought he had heat stroke and just couldn't let it be (being a mother you'd understand.)
After calling the after hours nursing staff they suggested bringing him to the ER to get checked out. So off we went at 1:15 am, sleepy eyed and worried about my lil boy. They were very helpful and got us in right away. They started an iv and drew some blood for testing while i held him in my arms. I don't think i've ever seen my baby boy so scared and sad yet helpless in his life. It was the worst having to watch and help as 3 nurses were trying to keep him still enough to get the needle in his arm. All needed but so saddening! Thankful that he was slowly getting better, you can't help but hear the other people that have come in the middle of the night for one reason or another to seek help. It seems like a scary place to me but am so thankful that God seen fit for these people to be here, to help.
After several hours we were good to go home, with instructions to watch him carefully and to make a follow up appointment in the afternoon. They weren't sure if he had heat stroke or was fighting an infection or both. But Yah!, my bed was calling so loudly at 4am, with relief that he would be ok!
Through all lifes experiences, hidden in there somewhere is always a lesson or encouragement from God. Just seeing my baby sick and so not himself to seeing how concerned his older sister was with what happened to him. It helps me to fully enjoy each moment with them. From enjoying the fact that all he wanted to do was snuggle his mommy (which i love to snuggle and it was a nice fix until my new baby comes) even though it was because he was not well. To her motherliness at the age of 3..so precious.
None the less he is doing better today, still with a temperature of 100 degrees but eating and drinking some amounts. I couldn't imagine my life with out these crazy, wild, little children running around always needing something from mom (when dad is right there too) they are what makes my life complete! So patience is what i pray for daily, to make it through each day and to be able to provide their daily needs, whatever that may be!
But if we hope for that which we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.
Therefore let us also, seeing we are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us