Little man has seemed better today; more agreeable and pleasant all around. He even managed to go potty on his own all day, and several of them were without my prompting him! Hooray for progress!!
We’re still waiting on results from some labs sent off Monday, and depending on whether or not they rule out bacterial infection, we’ll decide whether or not to proceed with allergy diagnostic testing with a pediatric gastric specialist.
So many people have been praying for our sweet boy, and for that I say thank you, and praise God for hearing and answering the prayers of His children.
I am reminded each day that every single breath is a gift from God and I do not take a single one for granted (though sometimes I have to stop and remember to take one…two…three…ten)
In stark contrast to today, yesterday was the stuff of terrible twos nightmares. No quiet/prayer time because we were all awakened at 5 by our two year old pilfering the butter the fridge. He then unraveled 2 hours worth of crochet projects, dumped mineral makeup all over the carpet, and those messes caused me to missed the trash pick up for the 3rd week in a row and sustain a nasty bruise to the length of my calf muscle when the overflowing can hit a bump in the driveway and careened into my leg. There were potty accidents everywhere, and I became so frustrated that I rescheduled my doctor appointment for a day that was less chaotic. Then I cried on the patio and mourned the loss of my identity and sanity to a crazy, disheveled, limping, bitter old(ish) woman with an ever increasing number of gray hairs…
But God (it’s incredible to me the statements that follow those two words, “But God”) in His infinite love and wisdom reached down and reminded me why I do what I do, day in and day out.
I walked into the living room later that afternoon and I heard my little man singing “How Great Thou Art” and strumming my half-uncased guitar. Thank you, my Heavenly Father,
“Because of Your adversaries, You have established a stronghold from the mouths of children and nursing infants to silence the enemy and the avenger.”
Psalms 8:2 HCSB