It’s been one of those weeks. One of those weeks where you wish you could click “fast forward” and get to the end where it’s not so crazy.
We were literally sitting by the phone all day Monday and Tuesday. Waiting.
Waiting for Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital to call and say they had a room open for my son. He’s had chronic digestive problems for almost two years and after seeing several Pediatric G.I. specialists, they informed us he needed to be admitted for a couple days for a complete clean-out.
When I heard those words, it brought tears to my eyes. No mother wants to hear that her baby has to be admitted to the hospital even if it’s for a small procedure.
I’m not the best at waiting on things, I’m working on my patience. God sure was teaching me patience this week while we were waiting to get that phone call.
It was late Tuesday evening and I figured we were going to have to wait another day to hear from them.
I was wrong. They called and wanted us there in an hour.
So, off we go…our crazy week was beginning. My husband and four year old went to the hospital and they started him on some medications. I went to my moms with the other two boys for some distraction and so we could be closer to the hospital to visit.
Sleeping that night was difficult. I kept hoping and praying that he was ok and doing as good as he could be in that situation.I wanted to call my husband and get real time updates but his cell coverage wasn’t good in the hospital. Once again, the Lord was trying to teach me patience.
“The times we find ourselves having to wait on others may be the perfect opportunities to train ourselves to wait on the Lord.”~ Joni Eareckson Tada
Everything turned out great and he did amazing. I’m learning that God’s timing is best and I need to be more patient and wait on his time. It is so hard to just stop, BE STILL, and wait.
This week I’m thankful – thankful to the one who gave me another week as wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend.
17… doctors, nurses, and clean hospitals
18… holding my 9 month old son
19… mercy & grace from the father
20… the Challenge of “Dare to Be”
21… forgiveness
22… motherhood
23… laughter
24… the gift of sound
25… hot tea on a quiet morning
26… strong hands of my husband
27… knowing this world is not my home
28… favorite candle burning at night
29… crackling of the fireplace
30… watching my children learn at home
I’m joining Ann this week and counting my gifts
So glad your little guy wasn’t too traumatized from the hospital!!
Thanks so much Amber! Glad you stopped by!
Just found you through Ann’s links. So thankful to read your “hard eucharisteo.” Blessings on your family and your little one!