Start with One Sweet Baby waking up and vomiting all night long
Multiply 1 sick child times 8 others in the house
Subtract 1 husband who never seems to catch stuff
Equals a good chance of 7 people throwing up this week
If Mommy gets it, multiply that number by, like, 20 because that's what it feels like if I am out of commission!
Collect and empty 8 trash cans-fill with clean bags ready for use....(yuck)
Add back in 3 still clean trash cans for the younger children who won't make it into them
Multiply those 3 times their three sets of sheets and blankets and pillows that got hit instead
Add to that number the giant pile of towels used to clean up and "catch" as needed
Add 8 sets of clothes for all
Subtract 2 school uniforms 2 won't need if home sick
Add at least 8 cool washcloths for foreheads
Equals an enormous amount of laundry to the already enormous mountain
add 2 hair scrunches for the girls long hair
Subtract some money from the account for "sick necessities" Daddy will pick up (saltines, gingerale)
Subtract quite a bit of sleep Mommy will miss this week
Almost subtract one laptop that I am typing on that the baby just missed throwing up on by about an inch!
Equals: Mommy awake in the middle of the night crunching numbers and anticipating what the next week
might be like..until the Holy Spirit gently reminds her of this song:
"When I am weak...You make me strong"
and this verse:
"Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself" Matthew 6:34
and this one:
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men"
(even 100 loads of laundry and cleaning up vomit, etc. even if I too am sick).
Moral of the story is: Mommy's Middle of the Night Math doesn't add up.
I only need to focus on the number 1!
One true God, in control of everything..giving me strength and peace and his love!!!!