Praises

After a little over two weeks of fighting viruses, we are healthy. Let me not forget to say thank You Jesus! Thank you for healing us. Thank You for modern medicine. Thank You for family. Thank You for surrounding us with prayer warriors.

We had a wonderful Christmas. A very busy Christmas, but it was wonderful. We came home from spending time with family on December 31st. Joshua had RSV from then until, well he'll finish his antibiotic for his secondary ear infections tomorrow. He has recovered, however, from RSV since about last Saturday.

Among the many differences between adulthood with children versus without is how I handle illness. This little guy gets sick and our little world halts not for a couple of days but for a couple of weeks. In fact, January 2013 has been a month of illness in our household...January 2013.

I can almost hear my experienced mommy friends saying..."Yep! Welcome to our world...and wait until you add additional children."

This is motherhood. Thank You Jesus. Thank You for reminding me to put away my agendas and let You determine my paths. Thank You for making me feel my need for You. Thank You for provision.

Joshua is growing and changing at a tremendous rate. In ten days he'll be 7 months old. He's trying so hard to crawl which is a joy for me to watch. I'm really trying to order our day so that I can spend time with him as well as "keep house." The best way I can think to do this is for him to have consistent nap times. When he naps I do laundry, straighten, keep the checkbook, check email, clean, etc. When he's awake I want to spend time with him...reading, puzzles, strolling, swinging, exploring, talking...etc. The implementing of this plan is so much more messy of course. In reality I do a little cleaning here, and a little playing there. Sometimes I fold laundry with Joshua on my hip. Sometimes I cook supper with him in the pack and play. That's life I guess. The issue is that I'm not a balanced person naturally so I have to be diligent not to spend all my time cleaning with Joshua in the excersauser or all my time playing as laundry and mess mound up all around. But...with the blessed mundane month of January, maintaining order is getting easier and easier as one simple day passes to another.

And every now and then, I get to sneak back here to the computer and blog. Or read a book. Or journal. I still LOVE those things, and always will I suppose. Every now and then I read an old paper from seminary. Every now and then I reflect my personal little faith history and am reminded that He's working out a great story. And I'm grateful to woven into it. And I'm reminded of my calling. As a friend of mine puts it..my calling to Someone and not to something.