Respite

I've developed a mystifying pain around my left shoulder blade. I didn't fall down or run into anything so I have no idea how it came about. Heat, massage and ibuprofen won't touch it. You may be asking yourself why I haven't seen a doctor and the answer largely lies with the fact we still don't have our medical insurance cards. A couple of weeks ago I tried to set up appointments for the girls as their birthdays are looming and I couldn't even do that without them. Plus I don't really know anyone who could take the girls (no VTers yet). And we were out of town for the long weekend. Not to mention I have to FIND a doctor! So I've had this pain for about a week now and it's just not getting better.

Around 2 PM today I really hit a wall. My shoulder was killing me and I had no energy. None. I was lying on my back (not because it feels any better, just because it's nice to not move) watching Ireland entertain herself by pulling diapers out of the package. Liesel furiously worked off her lunch buzz; prancing around and chatting to herself. I was able to peel myself off the floor long enough to put on a movie for Liesel and gather Ireland in my arms in the hopes she'd take a nap with me.

Turns out she wasn't really interested in napping but desperately wanted all my attention. As I lay on Liesel's bed, I fantasized Brent walking in, announcing the system was down and he was home for the day. I wished the RS President would call to check on me, stating she had no piano students and I could beg her to take the girls so I could rest. I was SO tired and in pain! The afternoon hours loomed ahead of me and I couldn't see how I'd get through it. In desperation, I said a little prayer, "Heavenly Father, would YOU please watch my girls so I can sleep?"

Ireland again bounced on her toes wanting to be picked up and once I held her she almost immediately closed her eyes and fell asleep. After a little while, Liesel wandered in and played for a while to the side of the bed. When I didn't hear anything for a few minutes, I glanced at her and she'd fallen asleep, face down. She slept for hours. Amazing considering she hasn't napped in what seems like eons. Almost a miracle you might say. I was blissfully able to give into my exhaustion and drift off.

When I picked Brent up from the train I told him about it. I couldn't help but cry as I told him the Lord watched the girls for me so I could get some much needed sleep.

The power of prayer.