Grace

We are in survival mode around these parts this week. I got hammered by a nasty head cold. The kind that would normally be no more than a frustrating inconvenience, but when you're nursing a baby and getting up 2-4 times a night, the body is just no good at fighting off a little bug. The cold has hit Scott and Owen in milder form and Josh seems to be doing better than anyone - a benefit of breastfeeding. I'm just thankful we aren't down and out with the stomach flu (knocking on wood).

This is one of those times where being a working mom has its benefits. I was able to take the afternoon off on Wednesday and head home for some extra rest while the kids stayed at daycare. I really don't know how stay home moms manage when they come down with a bug.

The theme for today was supposed to be "survival." Nothing planned, no errands to run, just make sure we all get fed and rested. Movies on queue, and I was fully committed to taking a nap when the kids slept this afternoon. Imagine my dismay when Josh decided not to sleep well this morning, pushing his afternoon nap a full hour earlier than Owen's. I did my best to get Owen into bed as quickly as possible, but by the time he went down, Josh was starting to stir. I laid down thinking, "By the grace of God, I will get 15 minutes."

And, by the grace of God, I got a whole hour of sleep! And then, I got another hour of quietly puttering around the house waiting for Josh to wake up from his longest nap ever - 3 hours! And then, Josh and I lounged around while Owen finished hour three of HIS nap. (That NEVER happens - he must be sick.) The grace was pouring down around our house today... and I feel optimistic that I'll be able to go up skiing with my mommy posse tomorrow.

We'll see if that grace will hold through the night...