its late on a saturday night, at least what is now considered late in my world. its almost ten pm. i have had a full day, a full week by this time and i am tired. i spent the better part of wednesday, thursday and friday nights up with a coughing kid. jack barked so much on thursday night he cried and managed to throw up, so not only did i know this totally was going to change my plans for friday, but i had to squeeze a doctor visit in some how. we are blessed with an amazing doc we call our friend and his guard dog, who answers the phones and makes apts, happens to like my kids. whew.
we arrived at our apt that morning and you would not have known he was sick aside from the "frog in his froat." i was fully expecting doc to tell me he just had a bad cold, so imagine my surprise when they came back with a diagnosis of strep throat! yuck! said he had a swollen, inflamed throat with puss pockets on both sides. this kid had not complained one time about a sore throat! jack's only indicator of sickness is just an overall attitude of defiance and general unpleasantness. its a real treat. he and his sister both started on antibiotics stat and i have been praying very hard that the germ blanket he has covered me with, does not evolve into an illness. i secretly think when you are pregnant you have a super human immune system, so i hope its working. this is where the love factor comes in, because despite knowing he is a little contagion, i still have been holding him, rocking him, wiping his nose and dealing with the coughing and sneezing all over me. i do this because i am the mommy and i love him. its gross and if it were anyone else i would quarantine them, but i let the little germ monkey run free because i love him. (and because cages aren't legal!)
after a rough night of coughing. . .
after some narcotic pain reliever!
this little bug ruined my date night with randy tonight. we were to go to our lovely babysitter, whitney's wedding. i was really looking forward to spending some time with randy and no kids! but alas, he took the at home shift and i took the wedding shift. uncle tim was going anyways so he came along with me. i think it worked out quite well for him as he got a designated driver out of the deal. he was even smart enough to tell me i looked good, not pregnant at all! i was thrilled! but then i confessed to having on spanx and said i was kinda starting to look like maybe i had a beer gut. he got a little too enthusiastic about this and said, "yea, like a freshman girl in college that has stayed skinny every place but all the beer and late night pizza is kinda catching up with her belly. yea, totally." um, what, tim? right, exactly. i look like i have the freshman 15 right in my abdomen. my abdomen that is your new niece or nephew.
silliness is fun.
on a more slim note, a less pregnant note, the bride was stunning! stunning! and the groom looked pretty handsome too. they both were just radiating with happiness! i love that! i love love! i love love the weekend of valentines day! they are both young and have their whole future ahead of them, you couldn't look at them and not be happy. their wedding was fresh and fun and made me think of my own wedding. i wish i remembered more of it, but i had this bottom-less glass of wine that night that has prevented me from doing so. i do recall feeling on top of the world, like i had won the best prize, like the future was so bright, i had to wear champagne goggles! it really is the happiest day of your life when you know you are going to spend forever with your best friend.
they recited their vows and all i could think about was the ups and downs of being married. sickness and health. richer or poorer. no children or three. without morning sickness or with. traveling husband or home-this-week husband. refreshed or exhausted. the minister then followed up with this being an era of selfishness and that if you always strive to make your spouse happy, you will have a happy marriage. how true is that? when you stop thinking directly of your own needs, your own wants and focus on making the other persons life easy and happy, things really come together.
i was reminded of this tonight when i got home and randy had done all of the laundry for me and even put it away! he cleaned the carpet downstairs, put the dishes away, cleaned up the kitchen, took care of both children and straightened up the playroom. im not so naive to think that he did any of this because he wanted to, but simply to make my life easier. that is what makes him such a great guy & part of why our marriage works so well. he did it because he loves me and that's got everything to do with it.
1 corinthians 13
if i speak in the tongues of men or of angel, but do not have love, i am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. if i have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if i have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, i am nothing. if i give all i possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that i may boast, but do not have love, i gain nothing.
love is patient, love is kind. it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. it does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
love never fails. but where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. for we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes what is in part disappears. when i was a child, i talked like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child. when i became a man, i put the ways of the childhood behind me. for now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. now i know in part; then i shall know fully, even as i am fully known.
and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. but the greatest of these is LOVE.