Relapse

I don't think I can take any more. I remind God of that every evening, and this past weekend, I really thought He thought, "Boy, you are right! You cannot take any more! Let me make you better, quickly."

Well, apparently, I was wrong!

I feel a relapse coming on, but this time, the congestion feels worse. Not good! I have seen my most vulnerable and weakest side these past three weeks. I used to think I was a pretty strong woman. Heck, I had that sweet child of mine naturally, no meds! And, yes hubby, I will always have bragging rights on that one and I will always remind you and her, but especially you because you didn't think I could do it!

But, honestly, motherhood has been the most humbling experience. I honestly thought I could do anything I wanted until I had Annabelle. Cocky? Yes, I probably was. Too bad I didn't realize it then! But now, right now, I feel my weakest! Motherhood is not my expertise, and homemaking, well, we won't even go there on that one.

I'll just keep praying, but in the mean time, I'm sure He'll keep hitting me with his best shots. And, I mean absolutely no disrespect with that comment. We all know (or at least tell ourselves), the Lord will never give you anything you cannot handle.

And, as my grandmother, Mama Gordon, used to always say, "This too shall pass and be replaced by something much worse!"

Okay, so I don't think I ever heard her say that, but my mom says she did. She was a very optimistic person in my eyes, so I have a hard time believing she really did say that.

Anyhow, this is to hoping that my sweet child will actually sleep through the night tonight! I swear she's woken up almost every night for the past week between 2 and 3 a.m. And, she always insists that I rock her awhile. Then, "a ittle bit more" when I stop to lay her down. Maybe her waking at 8:53 p.m. this evening was her one time for the evening!

Good night everyone!