Things like this make it worthwhile.

Sunday Night was one of those long nights as a Mom. Mirian has had a cold for the last four days but woke up that night at midnight complaining about an ear ache. We tried everything we could think of to help her feel better, but it just wasn’t working. So the rest of the night was spent either laying with her on the couch, in her bed or trying to help her feel better. I was completely exhausted.  The previous week I had slept horrible to the same reoccuring dreams over and over that kept waking me up, but I could never remember what they were about.  About 3 am I started feeling sick and nauseous, starting to feel the onset of the flu myself.  Not a good combination with a very sick little girl, and a husband who would be getting up at 5:30 am to fly to California for 3 days where he was presenting at a conference.  I just new it was going to be a long couple of days.

About 5:15 am Mirian finally fell asleep for good, but Savannah woke up at the same time, since Beau was getting ready to leave. All I could muster telling him was to make sure he told her to back to sleep and that it was not time to get up. I was so exhausted I knew I did not want to wake up until I absolutely had to, which I was hoping for 8 or 9.

A while later I was awoken again from my sleep by Savannah, saying “mommy I have something for you.” I awoke enough to realize that she had a pan in front of me with a cup of yogurt, a roll, a peanut butter sandwich (which she had made 8 of the day before in an attempt to make breakfast for everyone) and a cup of milk with some cards on top.  She was all proud of herself and was quietly waiting to see what my response was. I knew from previous conversations that she had felt bad other times when she had tried to make breakfast when I had been working out in the office early in the mornings.  If I don’t smile real big and act excited then she feels like I wasn’t proud of her or happy that she did it.  

So despite my complete exhaustion and nausea I sat up and tried to show her how happy and surprised I was that she had made me breakfast in bed. I opened her card to find this little note.

 

  
How could anyone not melt and feel loved with a note like that and her desire to do something nice for me.  I gave her a big hug and told her how much I loved her. I explained to her that I was feeling sick and would it be ok if I ate the food a little bit later so I wouldn’t throw it up. She agreed and left with a smile and happy about what she had done.

Later when I was forced to wake up (probably 30 minutes later) by the rest of the gang I took my little breakfast tray to the living room to eat. She began to tell me that she tried to use leftovers while she made the breakfast, explaining that she used the rolls from dinner last night, and the peanut butter sandwiches that we had left over from her breakfast the day before.  Obviously we’ve been trying to use up leftovers rather than making new food.:) That comment just made me smile. You never know what your kids will pick up on.

 

The rest of the day was rough as I was exhausted. Mirian’s ear still didn’t feel well and she was just one sick little girl. We basically vegged all day but Savannah was awesome.  Dad had asked her to help take care of everyone while I was gone before he left and promised her a treat.  (Don’t you dare forget to get her one honey!)  She has been so grown up, helping out, being kind, she even got Caitlyn, herself and Isaac already to go when I declared we had a doctors appointment and needed to have everyone in the car so we could make it there in 10 minutes. The next thing I knew I turned around and Cailtyn had her boots and coat on, Isaac was ready to go and we were able to literally fly out the door.  

She is growing up too fast, and it’s nice to have a child aware that mom is having a rough day, and that she can make a difference.

Today has gone so much better. We all got about 11 hours of sleep last night. A few times of waking up to shuffle kids who kept climbing in bed, but we all woke up feeling so much better. We found out at the Dr. that Mirian had one ear that was starting to have an ear infection and that the ear that had been hurting her so bad had a really bad one and had burst.  So now she’s got medicine and today she woke up a much happier Mirlin.  It can only get better from here on out and we’re all looking forward to seeing Dad in a couple of days!