The last couple weeks have been rough around our house. Everyone got sick and Josiah got it the worst, ending up in the hospital with pneumonia. It was horrible and scary. I'm glad I decided to take him to the ER at the first sign of a fever. He was a real trooper at the ER, they drew blood, took x-rays, and even stuck him with a catheter to draw a urine sample! I was in tears and felt so guilty. There is nothing like watching your helpless baby lie in a bed getting poked and prodded by a team of nurses, and not be able to do anything about it. He took it like a champ though, he didn't even cry, i was amazed at his strength and courage! Luis, my sister and I took shifts for a week with him in the hospital. I had developed bronchitis and had very little energy, very little sleep and found it really hard to eat, but we pulled through. It was tough because Abram and Eli just wanted all of us home at the same time and would cry at times, but they were little troopers as well and were thrilled when we brought Josiah back home. Thank God everyone is better now and we can finally rest easy with nobody sick.
Abram's last day of Kindergarten was today and I felt happy and sad all in one, I'm so proud of him for enjoying school and showing the desire to learn. What makes me sad is the fact that he is growing up so fast! I feel like I blinked and he's this smart, funny, bright young man. I look at Eli and I'm so aware of time as well. Yesterday Josiah turned a month! I mean geez, can't a mother get a break with time?! But really, as a mother the best advice I can give is take it all in. Try your hardest to focus on every action, every smile, every facial expression your kids make. When times are hard that's literally the only thing that keeps you going and keeps you sane. When I am dead tired I think of all those things my boys do and it somehow keeps me sane and gives me the energy I need to keep going.