We took our baby to the emergency room on Saturday. I imagine he got a small stomach bug which made him go into the Exorcism style projectile vomiting. So, I was sad and scared, and I’m blessed to have Rachel because she is such a great mother.
We didn’t know what to do and we sure didn’t want him to get dehydrated.
My mind was racing and I was frantic.
I will probably end up being one of those “hover parents” but I’m okay with that.
I’m learning about a couple of things:
1. I hurt when he hurts and I know how my parents feel.
He is a part of Rachel and I and we love him so much. I was asked the other day, “So, do you have a better appreciation of what love is?” And I do. I’m so thankful for my parents and the love they showed me and continue to show me, and they weren’t hover parents. I know how it feels when your child hurts.
2. I thank God for His love for me.
God loves me so much. He loves us so much. He cares for us. I don’t deserve it, but He gives it anyway. I wonder if He hurts when you and I do. We are His children, His family, and He wants to take care of us.
Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.
1 Peter 5:6-7