Having a sick child is nothing new to any mother out there...no mom is exempt from the worries we face!  I give my worries to God but I am weary. To hear a child cry out in their sleep in pain is heart breaking.  You jump up, run to their side and they are asleep.  Thankful that the pain has not awaken them, you ease back to bed, just to hear it again and again.  The gray circles under their eyes reveales a lack of restful sleep and your day starts...and there is no make up in the world to make you appear rested!

Oh, I know God is in control of this situation and I am trying DESPERATLY to trade in my worrying ways for prayer.  I think I have fallen sound asleep the past 12 nights praying.  I love falling asleep praying...it is peaceful...until you wake up to the moans and cries of your child and you start the cycle over again.

In my prayers I count my blessing one by one.  Boy, am I blessed.  An incredible husband that loves me, loves our children and is the Chirstian leader of our home.  I count that blessing first.  Then I think and pray for each one of our children.  Everyone thinks their kids are awesome....I feel no different!  Each one of them are special, different