When Sickness Can Change Your Perspective....

This has been my life for the last week. Dot started with a 103 degree fever Wednesday night of last week, then on Friday L developed a 102 degree fever. Both were hard to keep the fevers down, so alternately Motrin and Tylenol was on our schedule (note the note pad to keep track of times). After two trips to the doctor for Dot and one for L we have concluded that it must have been a virus, a very weird odd virus, and that L's was roseola because she developed a rash on Monday as the fever started to break.

Things went crazy during this past week. House did not get cleaned, toys were everywhere, lunch stayed on the table after we were done for much longer than I ever let it, and television time was pretty much an all day affair. Not to mention also trying to keep the two boys entertained (this was probably the most difficult task of all).

But during this time I was thankful. Although I was worried about my girls and why they just couldn't seem to get better, I was still thankful. Thankful for the time I got to cuddle them and the time I had to take and just be still. During this time I was really able to loose my control-freak, clean-freak personality and really relax. I enjoyed my girls, I let the toys lay, let the clothes stack up in the corner of every room. This time showed me what really mattered. God nor my children care about how clean our house is or if everything is in perfect order or runs smoothly, they just want ME. My time and my 100 percent. This is exactly what I plan to give from now on, the rest can wait.