Observations about our day

I guess tonight’s post will be more reminiscent of my post from two years ago.  

Observations about our day. 

Prayer requests.

Sweet memories.

Laying here in the dark I can see the rocking chair faintly outlined by the nightlight I plugged in our room the previous evening. Just after 10 last night, I heard the sound every mother dreads...a child throwing up. Little man ruined his bed and so I moved him to a pallet on our floor to be closer to me. He threw up a few more times and ran a 100.9 fever. The thoughts began...

“This is the first child to throw up at night since Millie last did” (is that true?)

“Maybe it’s serious? What if he has an appendicitis and I don’t know?”

“A fever that high is a hospital trip”.

Post child loss leaves a mama’s heart fragile and tattered. Fearful, yet also rationalizing how I know I’m wrong...but what if I am not. Could any mother survive losing two children? I know many do, but I am not sure how.

After repeatedly cleaning him up, we finally got some sleep until my day started with him getting a big drink and losing it all over the hall floor. What an exciting beginning as I hopped out of bed running for a towel to clean the mess—again.

Much of our day was spent reading books on the couch. We are learning about the “greatest machine ever made in America”.

Any guesses?

Eli Whitney’s cotton gin. The history behind it is fascinating! These kids just soak it in. They are so smart and really enjoy school, most of the time.

We got all the bedding washed and placed back on the bed this evening. Gratefully the throwing up has passed, the fever is down now and he is resting. The house if finally quiet other than the gentle snoring of my guy.

As I lay here and think of our girl, two thoughts come to mind. I miss those sweet blond ringlets that I brushed and styled into two ponytails. But on the flip side I miss her smooth bald head that I loved to rub and kiss while we cuddled. She had a red birthmark on the back of her head that only was visible after her hair started falling out. All sweet memories of Millie

Tonight I’m not sad, just remembering a life we lived together. Forever missing Millie.

Pray for our sickness to go away and healing in our body.

Thanks for letting me share about our messy life.

{Because of Millie}

Blessings sweet friends…

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I still believe in Millie’s Miracle

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