Sweet Lauren. Our usually sunshine girl woke up yesterday with a high fever and feeling pretty yucky. Off to the doctor, and found out that she has strep throat. Poor girlie. We picked up medicine, and Sprite and a sticker. And came home to rest.
She was pretty sick yesterday. To the point of having a febrile seizure. That my friends, was a little scary.
The medicine is doing its job, and this morning she is much better. Low fever, even ate a little- and is happily coloring. Praise God.
Why the joy?
Because I felt entirely like her Mommy. She called to me, wanted me by her side at all times and wanted me to hold her. She cried and cried and she wanted me to comfort her. And during the scary high fever part, she just wanted me.
I cannot begin to tell you how my heart was so full yesterday. While I worried and prayed over her, I was also able to simply praise. Praise not only for the healing of her body, but also for the amazing fact that I have slowly become her Mommy in her heart. I didn't leave her side yesterday. We sat on the bed, and cuddled and cried.
I know that bonding is a life-long process with all your children. But this little infection called strep throat has been a sweet sweet gift. One I will always remember, and be thankful for.