Addie's Sick

It's amazing that our children are more resilient that their parents when they are ill. I've been frustrated for three long days thinking we were going through a spell of her being spoiled and wanting to be held 24/7 and then some. When finally today, her fever emerged and everything began to make sense. But in the interim of all that went on, I think my heart ached much more than her strong body versus my weak heart. Emotions I never felt fun through this cold blood I carry were so foreign that I didn't get all teary-eyed and sappy, I just became snappy, difficult, ready to fight the world instead of succumbing to tears that my child was ill. And to think of the many more that will come my way-long nights, long days, arms ready to fall apart and that's not even counting her first time her little heart will hurt. Oh, I dread and look forward to those days knowing I can not do it without Him and my hubby. Thank goodness He is stronger than little 'ol me.