We interrupt today's regularly scheduled blog post to bring you this breaking news:
A plague has fallen upon the Bluefield household, with children succumbing left and right. It looks like a battlefield in here. I can only pray that I stand unafflicted until reinforcements can arrive.
Y'all! Bubby was vomiting every 10 minutes through the night last night, from about 12:30 a.m. on. I can say with confidence that this was the first time ever in my life that I have actually cried out to God for mercy. And I've given birth 3 times, my friends. Could be the influence of this book (which, by the way, is perfect Advent reading) that I am currently rereading.
And God is merciful. Let me tell you how he cares for his children. I honestly didn't know how I was going to be able to leave Bubby to walk AKD to the bus stop this morning, and it is dark out there at 6:23 a.m. (no streetlights, remember)--despite his almost-teen-ness I did not want him to go alone. Miraculously, Bubby threw up right at 6:16 a.m., so I knew I had least 10 minutes to get AKD to the bus and back to the house. I hated leaving Bubby, but I knew he'd be fine until I returned. And he was. And then he threw up at 6:30.
That was God in the timing, my friends.
We now return you to the regularly scheduled blog post.
As a result of the extra dirty laundry due to MC's illness on Monday (he doesn't have that great of aim--just better than the last time), I broke my all-time record of most loads of laundry washed and dried in a day.
|Here's how MC spent most of Monday. |
Poor guy was feeling so bad he didn't even want to play his iPod.
My previous record was 9 loads. Monday? I did 13.
That's a lot of laundry. And an accomplishment of note. Have I mentioned I'm thankful for our washer and dryer? And that our well is extra deep?
Now folding it and putting it away? That's another story entirely...
|Less than half of the laundry I washed yesterday. Well, at least it's clean, right?|
UPDATE: ohmygosh, y'all! God did it again. Bubby threw up right before I needed to head out to the bus stop with MC. Who would have ever dreamed that I would see vomit, or at least the timing of it, as a blessing!
Now, off to start the 2 or 3 loads of vomit-laden laundry for today. This is the third day in a row that I'm washing my sheets, blankets, and mattress pad!