Though the Darkness Comes, I Am Not Alone: Five Minute Friday

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I haven’t had a full night’s sleep in nearly two weeks. We’ve been virtually house bound (except for a 20 minute run to the grocery store) for nearly two weeks. First came the snow, then the respiratory infection my daughter had. Followed by the stomach bug that hit both the big kids and my husband. My daughter became so dehydrated we thought we were going to the emergency room. Now the baby has a nasty cold. Definitely not the week I had planned.

I know these are just part of parenting. I feel like, for the most part, I’ve accepted it. But this time was different. I could feel my nerves wearing thin by the fourth night of getting up with one vomiting child or another. When I have to leave the door open and I don’t really sleep because I know the minute I close my eyes, someone will need me. It is exhausting.  It has been such a challenge for me to sleep in this new house, it still doesn’t fully feel like home.

There are so many things I want to be doing and things I feel like I should be doing. Instead I’m tackling the 18th load of laundry and disinfecting everything in sight. I found myself angry at my daughter yesterday because she didn’t like the food I made for her (though she had requested it). I snapped at my son when he decided to serve himself soy milk into multiple glasses and onto the table. Even the baby, who is usually my happiest and most easy going child, threw his lunch on the floor. (I guess nothing tastes good when your nose is stuffy and you can’t blow it).

I have never been great at embracing this part of parenting. I love the cuddling babies, the connecting with my big kids. The light in their eyes when they learn something new. But the drudgery and monotony gets to me. I also have trouble with the way an illness just derails life. I want to be the nice person who doesn’t spread the germs so I have to be the mean mom that makes everyone miss their activities. Some women rise to the occasion at times like this. I always survive (as does everyone else) but just barely.

Instead of leaning into the difficult moments, and soldiering on, I find myself holding my breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop and praying like crazy that things will just return to normal.Because this crazy life is hard enough without everything being derailed indefinitely until the bug of the month has had its fill of terrorizing my family and moves on.

I want to be able to learn to feel the embrace of the Father during times like this. I am not alone. I don’t know why some of my prayers whispered in desperation in the dark weren’t answered. I’m grateful for the one’s that were. I watched my children sit at the dinner table last night and I was overwhelmed with gratitude. Yes, they were driving me crazy, but they were all there. The baby isn’t throwing up, though his nose is stuff. My son is fully recovered. My husband is back at work again. My daughter averted an ER visit and is showing interest in normal food again. For this I can be thankful. Until next time, I continue to try and hear His voice amid the daily chaos, hoping that when the difficult times come again, I will feel His presence more.

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6 thoughts on “Though the Darkness Comes, I Am Not Alone: Five Minute Friday

    1. Thanks, that’s sweet. I hope we’ve seen the last of this for a while. My sister and her boys have had 3 stomach flu bouts this winter. We need spring!

  1. I’m glad all seem to be on the mend. Embracing every aspect of parenting is challenging. I often have to remind myself it’s not forever and that one day they will be grown and gone. Hugs to you, friend ❤️

  2. I hear you so clearly here, when you say “I want to be able to learn to feel the embrace of the Father during times like this.” And the “just surviving” part — really, I identify with pretty much all of what you’ve said. And sleeplessness is so tough — God made us to need that rhythm of waking and sleeping,, and when that’s disrupted it’s hard. Thanks for your honest vulnerability here. God bless and thanks for sharing.

    Jeannie (visiting from spot #27 at FMF)

    1. I’m glad you can relate, Jeannie. I’m beginning to realize that life will be filled with many phases of difficulty and chaos, and I need to connect with God most during those times. I’m still learning, and I haven’t figured it out yet. But it’s something I’m striving towards.

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