The Day's Not Looking Good...But This Book Is.

Today has started out less than stellar. Husband works late most nights. He normally collapses into bed at either 2 am or 4 am depending on his shift. That means the later the FarmHands sleep, the better Dad sleeps. I let the FarmHands stay up late last night (10:00) in hopes that they'd sleep in a bit this morning. When will I learn? #1 Son woke me up at 6 am because his ear hurts.

I hate it when the kids have earaches because I know just how horrible that pain is. It's been more than a year since we've had #1 Son's tubes checked. I didn't realize that until he started complaining about his ear last night. Now I'm worried that his tube is blocked or has fallen out. So far, he's not run a fever. That's a blessing...but I don't want him to hurt.

Husband has to work a full 8 hour shift today as opposed to the 6 hours he normally works on Saturdays. When he works 6 hours, he goes in early & gets home early. I pack a few sandwiches for him to eat on his 10 minute breaks. Since it's an 8 hour shift, he'll need an actual dinner to eat. With the prospect of taking #1 Son to the walk-in clinic, that leaves me little time to make lunch/dinner this afternoon. Since I was up at the crack of dawn, I decided to get things done early. At 8:02 am I took a finished Potato Pizza out of the oven. That's one task down, 800 to go.
All this after reading far past my bedtime. QM brought me Angie Smith's book I Will Carry You when she was up here a few weeks back. If you've never heard of Angie, a good place to start is with her blog: Bring the Rain.



Art & I were discussing books last night and I told her I was giving up on Howard's End (just cannot get through it) and thought I might start reading Angie's book. I should have put more thought into it. Angie chronicles her journey through her pregnancy and the birth of her daughter Audrey Caroline. Audrey was born with several birth defects that were "incompatible with life." She lived 2 hours before going to be with Jesus.

I haven't even finished the book and I can HIGHLY recommend it. It is heartbreaking. It is beautiful. It is inspiring. It is something no parent should ever have to go through, but many, many do. And it left me weeping. Not the gentle tear or two that may trickle down your cheek as you read something poignant. I'm talking about a deep, gut wrenching, swollen eyed, stuffy nosed, sob. I had to repeatedly put down the book to compose myself before reading on.

That being said, you still must read this book. Just make sure you have a box of Kleenex handy.


Now I'm hoping the day will level out & further tragedy can be avoided...or at least a nap snuck in somewhere.