all rolled into one.

September 13, 2013

This post is about marriage. Honoring your parents. And taking care of sick babies.
All rolled into one.
Yes. Just watch how I manage that.

Last night I took Jia to the hospital.
For the first time.
Ever. For all 3 babies.
When Jaymin sliced his leg open at Chick-fil-a? Butterfly stitch.
When Jett threw a sippy cup at Jaymin's face and split his eye open? Liquid bandage.
When any of my kids are really sick? Lots of rest, lots of fluids, vitamin C, garlic, probiotics.

Last night I freaked a little.
Jia's had a bad cough for a week and started gagging (almost vomiting) after her coughing fits.
A couple hours after putting her to bed I heard her cough, gag...then GASP for breath.
And she couldn't catch it.
It took a few seconds before she could breath again.

So here's the thing.
She's fine.
Well, not fine, she probably has pertussis, but you know, apparently results take 2 weeks.
Stupid.
Anyway, I have to constantly battle 3 things when my children are sick or hurt.

One, submitting to and respecting my husband and his opinions and wishes.
Especially if we disagree about the best care for our child.

Two, honoring all of my parents.
My mother-in-law is a nurse, nursing teacher, and author of pediatric nursing books.
My father is a holistic, all-natural chiropractor.
Jeff grew up with his mom's perspective.
I grew up with my dad's. {enter husband/wife disagreements here}
My mother-in-law is extremely knowledgeable, loves my babies,
and is a "better safe than sorry" kind of person.
And lucky for me, she's actually a fairly natural-minded medical professional.
Thank the good Lord. :)
My dad believes there are {extreme} times and places for medical intervention
but ultimately he believes, with every fiber of his being, that God created our bodies
and gave them tools to heal themselves and that we can support them to do that naturally.
My dad loves my babies and has raised 6 of his own.
Sometimes I'm lucky and they have the same opinion.
A lot of times they don't.

And then I have a sick baby on my lap.
My flesh and blood.
A child that grew inside of me.
A true blessing from the Lord.
And I'm in charge of comforting them and helping them to heal when they're sick.
I'm also in charge of taking care of their overall wellness
and trying to give them the best start to life that I can.
Feeding them real, wholesome food.
Teaching them to drink lots of water.
And making sure they get plenty of rest and exercise.
And not putting a lot of chemicals, pesticides, preservatives and artificial ingredients
in their little growing bodies.
This is my job.
I'm their mama.

So today I face the dilemma.
To give the antibiotic - to not give the antibiotic.
That is the question.

Yes, God is in control.
Yes, God loves my babes even more than I do.
Yes, there are worse things than antibiotics.
Yes, we are in fact blessed to have access to antibiotics.
Yes, this may not seem to be a huge life issue.
Aren't there bigger fish to fry in this thing called life?

But submitting to my husband is important...

"Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything."
Ephesians 5: 22-24

And honoring my parents is important...


"Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right. Honor your father and mother—which is the first commandment with a promise—so that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.”

Ephesians 6:1-3

And taking care of the children that have been entrusted to me is important...


"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lordthe fruit of the womb a reward."

Psalms 127:3

So here you have 4 people who all have my daughter's best interest at heart.

All on different points of the medical vs. natural spectrum.
And I'm caught somewhere in the middle.
And sometimes feel as though I don't have a say in my child's health treatment.
And that's hard.

But I think this is a good time for me to remember who my true Authority is.

That my Father in heaven is watching over my baby girl.
And that His will WILL be done.
No matter what any of us decide for her.
He's in charge and He is the true Healer.



Just sharing what was on my somewhat heavy heart.
Written 9.12.13

1 comment:

houseofpool said...

Oh man, Mama. I hope she gets better quick. I also hope you tell us the rest of the story!

Audrey :(

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