17 February 2017

Five Minute Friday ~ Weak

They've had stuffy noses for a week.

Sore throats. Hoarse voices.

A bit of achiness and one complains that her ear hurts.

One of those viral rashes that feels like sandpaper rash all over their bodies.

I've even heard a bit of coughing in the week hours of the morning.

They aren't, like, super sick. I just got home after dropping them off at school today.

No fevers.

Still sleeping at night.

Laughing and playing and interested in life, once they get going.

But yesterday  morning, both little girls woke up still tired (even though they were in bed the night before far earlier than normal), clearly under-the-weather, huge dark circles around their eyes, scratchy, nasal voices. Both just seemed weak.

Could they have gone to school?

Probably. And they would have had good days... done fine.

But I decided to keep them home, to let them rest, to not make their brains work so hard in a second language all day long (even though that is only barely a factor any more), to let them enjoy YouTube Disney music videos and Pentatonix covers, to snuggle in bed and read, to eat a warm, fresh made lunch, to take a two hour nap...

Because it is when we are weak, we are more vulnerable...

Would it have been a wrong decision to send them to school? I don't think so.

Was it a good decision to keep them home?

I think so.

We had a delightful day together. I don't often have those opportunities any more.

Opportunities to care for my sick babies.

One of my Michigan bigs is sick... and I can't be there to pull the covers up around her, run to the store and pick up some NyQuil or make her a cup of Throat Coat tea if she asks.

One of my other Michigan bigs recently had an abcess near his eye. He looked like he'd gone a few rounds in a boxing ring and definitely came out worse for the wear. It kept him out of classes and work for a few days. Doctors orders. And I couldn't be there to drive him to see the doctor, to take him back for his recheck or to make sure he was eating healthy while his body was trying to heal.

I'm always worrying, at least a little, about my Iowa gal. Asthma, dorm life in a state where influenza counts are currently moderate to high and needing to refill her epi-pen because it is expired but waiting since they are expensive and she probably won't need it (yellow jackets) for at least a few more months. Those are plenty of reasons to keep me wondering about her and how she is doing, physical health-wise.

A younger mama, I might have insisted that my two littlest girlies go to school yesterday. Catching up is hard; it is that much harder in your second language.

I'm guessing I'll be taking advantage of those not always necessary opportunities brought about about by weakness - to slow down, stop, change my plans and care for those chunks of my heart that are always out and about, wandering around outside my body - a bit more often than I used to.

Back before they started to leave the nest

Perhaps the nostalgia I so often claim doesn't usually affect me has made me a little weak-kneed as I think about this kids God has gifted me.

first photo credit: FotoDB.de Fieberthermometer via photopin (license)


  1. I love this. Great move. Those years go by so quickly. You took advantage of an opportunity to invest strength into their lives. Blessings. And prayers for those little immune systems to kick in big time.

  2. I know exactly where you're at with this! I had a similar dilemma today with my son who is 14 and autistic. If it was just going to be a normal boring school day, I'd have kept him home -- but today his Ed. Assistant is taking him on the bus to another high school where my son's best friend (also a special needs student) goes. They are going to spend the afternoon together, and I hated to have my son miss it. I hope he gets along OK. But I understand your decision 100%. I always find on those sick days that I just slow down and my priorities narrow to what is really important. All the best and thanks for sharing.

    1. I just shared this quote (one of my favorites from the Hunger Games Trilogy): "Hope is the only thing stronger than fear." So here's to hoping and praying your son has an awesome day, even if he's feeling less than his best. May God's strength be overwhelmingly evident in your boy's weakness...

  3. As my young men are now out on their own in NJ, OH, and SC, I loved how you expressed motherhood: "those chunks of my heart that are always out and about, wandering around outside my body."

    1. Thanks! That comment means so much!

      It is funny - I've not regretted watching my kids grow and change and leave. I've loved watching them "become," and being a part of that myself. I've never wanted to go back or stop them from growing - but I can honestly say I've been blown away by how intense this parenting thing is... even as I'm parenting young adults.

  4. "When we are weak, we are vulnerable." THAT is the biggest reason to keep them home. Where you have more control of the variables assailing their souls in their vulnerability.

    1. I agree except there is also a balance as kids get older because it is when we are weak that God shows himself strong. At some point, we have to transition them from being protected by Dad and Mom to resting in the strength of God. Vulnerability isn't always a negative...


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