Let me begin by saying this past week I have learned that pregnancy and the stomach flu do not mix well! It has been a week that I hope to forget quickly and never again experience. I guess with the bitter comes the sweet and with awful sickness you are reminded of all the wonderful blessings around you. Therefore, this week I am grateful for...
priesthood blessings,
a husband who can run home and take over,
Imodium, Tylenol, and Gatorade,
little girls who slip "get well" cards in my hands each day,
a little boy who would stand by my bed and say "Mama, sick?",
the fresh air after being inside for two days, AND
a body's ability to fight off illness when necessary.
