Here I am trying to figure out why my baby hasn't started to bounce back yet, and I find out that it actually gets WORSE before it gets better.
Not that she isn't doing well. But she is definitely not herself. Still throwing up, still collapsing on the ground at random moments and falling asleep at the drop of a pin, still screaming over the slightest thing you do that she doesn't like, still waking up 3 times in the middle of the night, unconsolible.
But the good news is....
Week 3 is comin'! Before I found out that "it gets worse" I was like, "SERIOUSLY? It's been over a week! Why are we still dealing with this??" It was disheartening to say the least.
But now... I look at the calendar and chant over and over to myself, quietly so no one thinks I've like joined a cult or something, -- "Week three is coming... Week three is coming...."
Bring the rain, Jesus. Or, considering our FL friends are dealing with flooding... maybe we should pray that He moves the rain??
*sigh* God is a big God. None of this surprises Him. He still reigns in time of fire and flood, and He lets the flames refine us and the water cleanse us.
And just as I'm believing that "week 3" is coming for Annabelle, I'm believing for relief to come to our firefighting friends as well. The rain is coming...
Not sure when... but it's coming.
(Author-friend Beth Vogt's wrote a terrific blog post in the midst of her having to leave their family home... thought I'd share it with you all as well! http://bethvogt.com/2012/06/in-others-words-trust/
My agent posted with some horrific pictures as well...http://www.rachellegardner.com/2012/06/fire/)