So, we rocked and talked to Elmo on Facetime. As we rocked, I prayed for her. I fought back tears. She turns 2 in April and has spent more time in hospitals than most anyone I know. It started with a previously undetected heart issue on the day she was born. Since then, she has been in and out of hospitals. One of those visits included a heart surgery. She's a tough one!
But, so is her momma! She has 4 year old twin boys at home. She misses them terribly. But, she knows she is where she needs to be. She has barely slept this week. She is exhausted. She is worried. She is lonely. She misses her husband, her kids, her parents and her friends. But, she is doing what a good mom does. She is taking care of the one who needs her most.
After Rachel scarfed down the few bites of food she had, she rushed back to check on her baby. She was fine. She even laughed a few times at Elmo. That silly Elmo...he always knows how to make a little one feel better. She didn't make a move towards her mom so I told Rachel to take a shower while I was there to hold her. Rachel took me up on that offer because she didn't "know if she would have another chance." So, we rocked more. I prayed more. I watched a tube carry yucky bile out of her belly. I watched her heart rate on the monitor. I wondered why I thought my week had been so terrible after all.
Tonight, I'm home in my bed. My boys are tucked in and sleeping soundly in theirs. We are all under one roof. We are healthy. We are together.
When you read this, pray for my friend. I'm asking God for true rest for her tonight. She is so tired. She needs to be strong for her baby girl. It is hard with no sleep. I'm asking God to heal that sweet baby and to sustain her momma! He can do both of those, ya know? Join me in asking Him, okay?