Where is my mother?
The last few weeks (four to be exact), I have spent a great deal thinking about what a mother is supposed to do when she is sick. I have had bronchitis and a sinus infection... at the same time! My kids have each rotated through the nasty cold as well. During this time, sleep was some how a missing ingredient to my recipe of health. I just couldn't find any anywhere, or anytime. No mother likes listening to their baby cough all night. And this mother, was coughing right along with them. Trust me when I say there was no sleep to be found!
After my doctor sent me home with some needed medicine, I finally thought I had found a substitute for rest (or something that would bring that about). Unfortunately, my air conditioning went out. And when you live in AZ, air conditioning during this time of year, is like my manna from heaven. I can't function without it.
I bet you can guess how everything panned out for me. I had three more rough nights, and my cold just wasn't improving. Well, after a new a/c unit was put in, I finally was able to discover the blessing of a good night's sleep. Today, for the first time in weeks, I have felt a little more like myself. I can breathe, I can think, and I can be patient with my children.
During this time, there were several moments where I wondered, "Where is my mother?" Well, to be honest, she is several states away, and a little too busy to come help out her daughter because of a cold. But, the point of this question is that a mother needs a mother. A mother needs a relief team! That person can a spouse, a neighbor, a friend, a visiting teacher--but, whatever form it takes, it is a necessary component to motherhood. I guarantee that at some point or another, even the most saintly, high-energy Supermom needs a break.
A friend of mine just moved to Arizona. She had a rough transition to make, since she had left behind a very established life back East. She moved to Arizona, to similar circumstances that I did when I moved here. She has no family within hundreds of miles to call on when she has a "Where is my mother?" moment.
I felt for her situation, because I have been there! So what is the solution? Let me tell you what I would do, and then if someone comes up with a better answer, then they can leave me a comment and let me know.
My first thought is that we should pray. A mother should be the queen of prayer, since we are constantly needing help making life impacting decisions. So, this isn't a new concept to most of us. But, I think sometimes we forget that we have someone there for us ALL THE TIME, and that He is just waiting for us to ask for help. I think we can pray that we won't feel alone, or overwhelmed. We can pray that we can be sent a friend. Or that we can have the courage to ask for help. I am so thankful for the many times the Lord has answered these very prayers for me.
My second thought is that we need to be the relief team. What we give is returned to us. When we go rescue someone else, then in a sense, we are preparing for our day of need, when someone will come to our aid. This has happened to me time and time again. I have served someone, and then months later, they have returned the service in a way that I could never have managed without.
"Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven."
After my doctor sent me home with some needed medicine, I finally thought I had found a substitute for rest (or something that would bring that about). Unfortunately, my air conditioning went out. And when you live in AZ, air conditioning during this time of year, is like my manna from heaven. I can't function without it.
I bet you can guess how everything panned out for me. I had three more rough nights, and my cold just wasn't improving. Well, after a new a/c unit was put in, I finally was able to discover the blessing of a good night's sleep. Today, for the first time in weeks, I have felt a little more like myself. I can breathe, I can think, and I can be patient with my children.
During this time, there were several moments where I wondered, "Where is my mother?" Well, to be honest, she is several states away, and a little too busy to come help out her daughter because of a cold. But, the point of this question is that a mother needs a mother. A mother needs a relief team! That person can a spouse, a neighbor, a friend, a visiting teacher--but, whatever form it takes, it is a necessary component to motherhood. I guarantee that at some point or another, even the most saintly, high-energy Supermom needs a break.
A friend of mine just moved to Arizona. She had a rough transition to make, since she had left behind a very established life back East. She moved to Arizona, to similar circumstances that I did when I moved here. She has no family within hundreds of miles to call on when she has a "Where is my mother?" moment.
I felt for her situation, because I have been there! So what is the solution? Let me tell you what I would do, and then if someone comes up with a better answer, then they can leave me a comment and let me know.
My first thought is that we should pray. A mother should be the queen of prayer, since we are constantly needing help making life impacting decisions. So, this isn't a new concept to most of us. But, I think sometimes we forget that we have someone there for us ALL THE TIME, and that He is just waiting for us to ask for help. I think we can pray that we won't feel alone, or overwhelmed. We can pray that we can be sent a friend. Or that we can have the courage to ask for help. I am so thankful for the many times the Lord has answered these very prayers for me.
My second thought is that we need to be the relief team. What we give is returned to us. When we go rescue someone else, then in a sense, we are preparing for our day of need, when someone will come to our aid. This has happened to me time and time again. I have served someone, and then months later, they have returned the service in a way that I could never have managed without.
"Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven."
When I was sick thurs..my awesome friend brought us dinner. It was amazing! I hadn't eaten in 24 hours and it tasted sooo good! It is so good to have friends when you need a helping hand.
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