Back Where I Belong

Today I went back to church. During worship, with Annaleigh sitting between Mark and me (Ellabeth had childcare), I felt like I was back where I belonged, and it felt good. Really good. Thanks, Lord, for the healing process. With patience and His mercy, time brought me to today. Mark had to work this afternoon, and while he was gone I also felt a lot more like "Mom" too (cleaning and disciplining, as opposed to resting and trying to make sure no blood is shed). That was also a good feeling.

Good feelings can be short lived...Ellabeth threw up this afternoon and has been running fever. We are going to the doctor, not for the vomiting, but for evidence of another ear infection. All more than you want to know! The sweet thing is that Ellabeth has let me rock her. Not normal for her, which may just prove how sick she is, but nevertheless, I savored the time spent with my little one in my arms.

I go back to the plastic surgeon on Tuesday. A friend is taking me, and I think we will have a fun time. I am curious what he is going to say about me still being so uncomfortable, i.e., having pain and burning. I am learning to live with it, which is perhaps what my experience will be, but I am still curious as to his reaction.

May God bless your week, and sustain you while patience, His mercy, and time take you where you want to be.