Izzie has got breathing sounds so I thought she shouldn’t be going to Children’s Church today. She has been sick since last Saturday and we brought her to see a homeopathy doc last Sunday. The medication seems to put her sickness under control so we continued to send Izzie to school this week. Until the principal and a teacher told me yesterday during pick-up that she was breathing loudly. Other than phlegm, cough and running nose, she is eating and sleeping well. Much as I want to “push” her towards normalcy, there are times where I would feel, “is it okay? Am I heartless?” There are also times where I would want to just pull her out of school and children’s church…because I am just tired of explaining why is my child like that whenever she is sick: Why is there so much phlegm? Why is she breathing so loudly? Is there anything that can be done? It may seem like I just don’t care but I really don’t want the unnecessary attention on Izzie and on us.
Anyway, the day went well. I decided to bring Izzie out for dinner after she woke up from her nap.
She decided to arrange her toys and herself in this position for watching TV!
Obviously, she was very happy to be out!
My lunch & dinner and Izzie ate 3/4 of my corn along with some vege, pork and rice.
I think she looks cool!
After dinner, we were headed home but I had a random thought of checking out a new playground at the neighborhood. She was absolutely thrilled with the playground and thankfully there were nice older children who wanted to play with her.
We ended the day shopping for some groceries at the supermarket. She loves pushing the trolley around the supermarket so much that she cried when we had to leave the supermarket without her holding on to the trolley.
Although I was initially saddened that I couldn’t make it for service today, I ended the day having a full heart. I am so grateful for the quality time spent with my #izzietod. Only when I spend quality and quantity time with her, can I hear things like, “Mommy, I love you very much!” “It’s so fun!” “I love bunny” (her soft toy) and it’s priceless to be able to hear her laughter at the playground. I won’t wanna be too busy till I miss out on all the important, little things in Izzie’s life.
Honestly, I was irritated with Izzie calling me for help so many times while I was cooking soup. Yet, to see her so comforted each time I went to her made me feel it is all worth it. She just wanted my attention. She just wanted to know even if she is badly behaved and even if she is not the nicest and even if she is all needy, she is LOVED.
Thank you Jesus and thank you Izzie for making this day a meaningful one for me!
Well, babe get well soon so mommy can bring you to swim, to the beach, to more open grass patches which you totally love, to children’s church and to all the places you wanna go.