Oh, how He loves us.

Wednesday: Jack starts throwing up, throws up all night while I sleep on floor beside him.

Friday: I start throwing up, and continue to throw up all night.

Saturday: Evie throws up a couple of times, I still feel sick all day.

Sunday: Good day, everyone feels good, I get to play volleyball with Andrea. While I'm gone, Charlie starts running fever. Charlie runs fever all night, waking a couple of times.

Monday: I'm in an exceptionally bad mood all day for whatever reason (lack of sleep? Or maybe because of my entry-way and my daughter getting mucked up with toddler poo while I'm trying to get my kids out the door.) Charlie runs fever all day, and all night. High of 104.2 degrees. Doesn't sleep most of the night. Neither do I.

Tuesday: I take Charlie to the doctor-- has an ear infection, but Jack and Evie's ear infections from a week or so are healed. Jeremy comes home throwing up and continues to throw up...

So here I am. And that was my week, which, when combined with not getting to spend time with Jeremy and the stress of handling three children, it feels like a lot. And all I can think all week is "I have nothing to complain about." I want to complain (boy, do I want to complain.) And frankly, I'm a little annoyed that I don't feel I have the right to complain. But really, my life is easier than a lot of peoples' lives. I'm richly blessed with healthy happy children and a healthy happy husband, and a healthy happy self. Some days seem almost too much to handle, but that's because I don't know what that phrase really means. I know that this is what God is mostly teaching me in this season in my life. To be thankful. I thanked him when I was cleaning up Jack's vomit: "Thank you that he is a healthy child and that this is a rare occasion." When I'd throw up, when Evie or Charlie would wake me through the night, when Jeremy would be late at work, when I felt overwhelmed by my kids or my house. God kept showing me the blessings that are continually surrounding me and that I overlook. And really what it boils down to is this: no matter what is going on in my life, there will always been some blessing I'm not noticing or some good I take for granted, because God takes care of me.

Anyhow, that's just something I've had on my mind a lot all week. It's nothing clever or funny or stupid. It's not even well thought out. And that's why I like my blog. It can be whatever I want it to be.