For the last several days my kids have been so, so sick. And you know what's crazy? I think these last few days I have connected with them more than I have in the past few weeks.
I did my very best to be patience, present, and caring. I sat with them and watched Llama Llama on repeat. We read stories and colored and I held them for hours.
Obviously, it wasn't quiet as dreamy as that sounds because I was also puked on 6-7 times, pooped on, cleaned up countless diarrhea mishaps, and had to fight my screaming, feverish toddlers just to get Tylenol in their tiny, aching bodies.
That's the thing about growth - it's all about perspective and it rarely happens in the ways you expect.
I could have easily been frantic and frustrated and exhausted, and for moments I was. But because God softened my heart and I was able to approach the situation with love and kindness and because of that God was much easier for me to see - even while covered in puked with miserable toddlers beside me.
It's in those seasons of hardship and suffering, that God prepares us, mends us, and reminds us of His incredible love for us - if only we listen.
It's been a rough week. But God blessed us so deeply in the midst of this horrible virus and I am so deeply grateful. Plus, they are both getting so much better!
I am also grateful for cinnamon rolls.
Because that's literally the only thing I could get these poor babes to eat - and it was fine by me!
What's something you are heading for in the season you're walking through?