Week's end with thanks … {the sickness edition}

Good morning, friends, it is 5:30am on Saturday morning. It has been a week. I have not written a single post (this week’s posts, thankfully, were written ahead) because I’ve had two very sick little children and haven’t felt so great myself. Jeff teased me that the last few days on the “Best of My Days” chart have been blank …

I took it as a challenge. Are there blessings in a week of sickness and blahs?

• The bedtime battle is non-existent. They beg for their beds and are almost asleep by the time I walk out the door.
• I only cooked one meal all week as all they had was fluids and fruit-sicles. Jeff and I were happy as clams with salads and freezer-soups.
• Last night I ran the dishwasher for the first time all week.
• There are no toys scattered on the floor.
• We’ve snuggled, literally for hours and hours and hours. When I think of how I’m getting nothing done I remind myself we’re tying heart-strings.
• There’s still nothing as wonderful as rocking a child.
• Falling asleep beside them in bed.
• Not much laundry when they stay in jammies all day.
• A week of cancelled plans can actually be a blessing.
• A husband who is amazing and gets up over and over and over at night to soothe coughs, get drinks, pray, and snuggle back to sleep.
• A warm, cozy home and a humidifier that works.
• Curled up on the couch holding kids, listening to Jeff read Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Dutch, droopy-eyed, fighting sleep to listen intently.
• Blessed Danielle bringing over movies. Cars 2 saved the day when I was about to smash our few movies that had been played way too many times.
• Her minestrone soup.
• Azure’s raw honey soothing coughs and throats and sweetening Mama’s tea.
• Tea, tea, tea.
• On Friday finally escaping through the front door for an almost-5-mile run. Sooooo tired but it felt so good at the end!
• More time than usual to just sit, watch them chests rise and fall, study their faces, kiss their cheeks and the tops of their heads. They look so small when they are sick … such precious bodies, thank you Lord.
• Thanking God again and again that they are alive.
• Watching the miracle of our God-given bodies fight viruses and heal themselves.
• Praying lots.