Scott’s mom graciously drove an unplanned late night drive to help us out and stay with the kids. Scott headed up to the hospital and we…waited. Luke began his morning with a slew of tests (x-ray, ultrasound, blood cultures, urine cultures and stool cultures). He was cathed twice to get a urine sample overnight. He (and I) were exhausted.
Let me just pause and say this…I thought I was tired when I had my first baby. HA HA. Shoot, that was a spa experience. What we’re living now is exhaustion peppered with prayer that allows us to keep going. We’ve just learned to live on less and move forward. It is what it is.
The rest of the day, we just watched and waited. Luke was much happier and playing with his mobile and reaching out for toys. A super developmental show-off, that one.
Just as I was heading out the door to pick up the boys from school, I get a call from Carla. The school called and John Paul had a 101 fever. Great.
Scott held down the Luke fort and I rushed off to pick up the boys. My mom instinct kicked in and I called the pediatrician’s office and got the last visit of the day. A throat swab and bucket full of throw-up later, John Paul was diagnosed with strep throat.
I got him home, loaded him up on meds, kissed the kids and headed back to the hospital. Just before I walked into Luke’s room, I saw a sign hanging in the gift shop…
Life’s perfect moments begin now.
Made me think…I have to stop wishing for the perfect moment. The perfect child. The perfect outcome. God’s asking me to be content and happy with my life now. It’s a tall order and I’m working on it. The funny thing, or providential perhaps, is that on my way back to the hospital God and I did some talking. I kept telling him that I could not do this. Not without help and not without prayer. If he was going to ask Scott and I to grow in faith, then he darn well better be there with us. Silly me. He’s been here all along.
As I commented to a friend yesterday, “Just when my prayer life goes in the toilet, he gets my attention and brings it back to the top of the priority list.”
The evening was rough. Luke was hungry and didn’t sleep well. Guess he knew what was coming 🙂