Parenthood & a prayer

by Nichole on July 1, 2011 · 3 comments

in FROM THE HEART,MY GIRLS

This morning I did not wake up to the sounds of an alarm, nor to the sounds of a screaming child having a bad dream. I didn’t wake up to my 3 year old begging to watch something… or eat something. I didn’t wake up to my 6 year old not being able to fall asleep… no…. I did not wake up this way. **Okay really, I suppose an hour before — I woke up to my 3 year old needing to go potty and complaining of a tummy ache, but that’s not my point.** An hour later…. oh an hour later, I woke up to the sounds of my baby throwing up… on me. Loooooovely.

And as I sat up on the couch with her happy little throwing-up self, all I could think about was how thankful I was for being given so little to deal with. Meanwhile a family from our church are in the throws of a nightmare, dealing with the high possibility, aside from a creative miracle (that we are praying & believing for), that their 3.5 month old girl may need a new heart.

It’s funny what we can deal with in parenthood. Before being a mom I used to think that throw up was the one thing I’d have a hard time with. I cringed at the thought of having to clean it up, and having to be faced with it’s offensive smell. I never imagined sitting with my baby, throw up constantly being added to my constantly changed shirt and thanking God for having so little to worry about. I also never imagined being in the hospital with my 2 babies, as I was 6 months ago, for almost a weeks time – with my oldest very sick as well – thanking God that I was given such a little hurdle in the hospital with something treatable.

Not to diminish how hard dealing with sick kids can be. It is hard. But I would take 100 days of being thrown up on over hearing that the precious life that I was so very blessed with, is being threatened and hanging in the balance.

It’s amazing the grace we are given as parents. Grace that we can’t imagine until we are in the throws of it all. With what other job would my nose constantly be offended by the awful smells of diapers and throw up, am I at the demand of those much younger than me- relying on me for food, water, guidance…. what other job would I come home (or stay home) and never get time off from — waking me hour after hour, requiring comfort after a bad dream, or help going to the potty? With what other job would I feel like I am in school again, helping with homework and such, when… wait for it… I’ve already done school? And with all of this, what kind of crazy person (me, me, me, me!!!) signs up for it more than once, readying themselves for more sleepless nights, more cleaning of throw up, more changing of diapers, more homework, more messes, more, more, more…. It’s a job only truly appreciated by those who have worked it. And a job I guarantee no good parent wants stolen away from them…. in fact, most would be willing to give their own life for….

Today I am thankful for my job. I am thankful that I get to wake up even in the middle of the night and be faced with it. I’m thankful for health, thankful for the grace I am given… I am even thankful that I get to clean up my baby’s throw up…. even thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to wear it.

If you think of it, please pray for the MacIvor family. Please pray that Audrey’s heart is restored to full health and that if an operation is indeed needed tomorrow morning, that her body responds well. And after you are done, hug those around you and thank God for the opportunities He’s given you to make sacrifices for them.

all photos of Audrey courtesy of MyriahGrubbs.com

 

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  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Myriah-Grubbs/100000414737414 Myriah Grubbs

    I’ve been thinking the exact same thing.

  • http://www.charisscofield.com charis

    this is so good.  it is amazing the grace God gives… even the grace He has given to will and atasha right now to walk through a nightmare.  these little ones are such gifts!  they are the gifts that we count that He has placed in our lives.  what an honor that He has entrusted them to our care.

    my recent post: a surprise waiting in the wilderness

  • Cherylyn

    You so perfectly put my heart this week. Thank you.

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