Day 16

It's been a rough week at my house. Very sick kids, and a very tired mom.

I had a dear friend comment on my last post, as post I was pretty embarrassed about, considering all the whining. 

As I've talked about before, most of the time, when we really are at the end of our rope, and we pray for help, the Lord sends someone to bless you, to let you know he is there, and he is listening. 

Well, I was at the end of my rope, and I was really struggling.  I was tired, and my babies were sick, and I didn't know what else to do.  I felt like I was failing as a parent, since nothing I seemed to do was making my babies better.  Day 15, was the longest night I think I have ever had. 

Two blessings happened on Day 16, first, by the grace of God, we did survive the night. It truly felt like a miracle by the time morning happened.  And two, on my desperate, near emotional breakdown blog post, I received the sweetest, uplifting comment from an old friend, and fellow mother.  I'm sure to her it seemed like a small thing, but to me, it meant the world, and reminded me that I am not alone, even in the hardest nights of my life.