Christmas

Remember how in my last post, I mentioned how our family was finally on the mend? Well, on the Eve of Christmas Eve, I took a turn for the worst. It hit me all at once and I was in bed pretty quickly. Apparently, you can get the flu more than once, actually you can get it four different times in one year. I am the unlucky person to have gotten it over Thanksgiving and also Christmas, except this time it was much, much worse.

Adam had to wrap all of the presents, make sure the kids had a fantastic Christmas, take him to every one's houses, and take care of me at the same time. Unfortunately, by Thursday evening he came down with the flu as well, but thankfully didn't get as bad as I did. By Saturday, I finally left my bed and was able to hold my babies again.

Peyton had the hardest time with all of it. I would hear her upset in the other room just crying for mama to hold her. Broke my heart! Mason is my cuddler, so he also had a hard time seeing me so sick. I don't think any one has seen me that sick before since I was a little girl.

While I missed out this year, I am incredibly blessed and grateful for so many reasons this Christmas. It's really easy when you feel lousy to get caught up in pain and discomfort, but if you rest there, it leads to being miserable. That is not my personality. So every night, I laid in bed counting my blessings and reminding myself of joy. God is my strength and my refuge and 2012 has been a year that He has reminded me of that most.