we are in the weeds, dear friends. one of those times in life that feels hard. things like blogging and fun projects and normal life take a back seat.
but during this time, the strangest things bring me signs of God's plan.
one of the strangest so far... hand, foot and mouth disease.
sounds gross...because is gross.
we found out yesterday that emery has it. sores all over her mouth and throat. more emerging on hands, feet and bootie. i sobbed in front of the doctor. "it just can't be. this isn't possible. she's been through so much."
i'm devastated for her.
foster said to me, as we were leaving the doctor, "mom, why can't i have it, instead of sister? she's so small. i want to take it away from her."
my thoughts exactly, dear boy
she has sobbed for 2 days and nights. last night, i called in and demanded oxycontin...she still cried through the night in bed with us. HF&M doesn't mess around.
to make matters worse, we are moving in one week, our current house still has tons of packing to be done, i'm behind on 9 etsy orders, all of the laundry is unfolded, the dishes are taking over the world, and our new house is filthy....and i do mean FILTHY. uninhabitable. covered in years of grime and fresh sawdust.
clint has been rehabbing the new house every day for 3 weeks. i feel like a foreclosure widow. he is amazing...truly. he's making such great progress, but to say we are missing him a giant understatement. rowan cries almost every day. missing daddy is taking a tole.
so adding HF&M to our chaos isn't ideal. in fact, it's enough to throw me over the edge.
i had arraigned for friends/family to watch the kids this week so i could clean/paint/pack/unpack, etc...but now we are in quarantine, for fear of passing this yuck around.
and then incredible happened.
a friend called and offered to organize a crew of dear friends to clean our new house. (girls, you amaze me!)
i cried on the phone. it was God stepping in right when i needed Him.
there's nothing quite so wonderful as having friends who stand in the gap.
it's a lesson in knowing i need to let go. allow the opportunity for God to arrive when i can't.
i'm unsure how i will accomplish all that i need to do...
but i am going to focus on this:
"rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer." Romans 12:12
(if you have a moment, please pray that emery will heal quickly and be able to rest tonight. thanks dear friends!)