In His Hands

Well... I think I got a little glimpse of what it is like for the parents of my patients at the hospital. My sweet boy got sick for the first time... nothing huge, just a fever, runny nose, cough, and a little throwing up. :( It broke my heart! When his fever finally reached 103 I decided to call the doctor. We went... they think its something viral. I just needed to hear the doctor say he was ok. I know I'm a nurse and all, but when its your own child you forget everything you have ever learned! My sweet boy slept on me most of the day, whimpering and burning up! Thankfully, this morning he is all smiles and playing with his toys! I have been alternating Tylenol and Motrin for him. I have always dreaded that first fever... that first sickness.... whew... you just want to take it away and put it on yourself. I am thankful for the Lord's peace and healing over the past few days. I am thankful for Ray and the way He always takes me and little B to the Lord, praying for us and speaking truth to me. I am thankful for work, being understanding and knowing that I am a mom before I am a nurse. I am thankful for prayers from our family. I am thankful for our boy... for his sweet smile yesterday at the doctor even when he felt bad, for being such a good boy at the doctors, for snuggling with me, for making my life so full!! I am thankful that the dreaded "first sickness" is just about gone and I have seen the sweet hand of the Lord watching over us... surrounding my boy. I know that there will be more "dreaded firsts" but for now I am resting in the provision of the Lord. He is near to us and my heart is grateful today.

"Your right hand upholds me"