Another upside to this downtime was watching them practice compassion as one child put a cool cloth on a sibling’s forehead, or gave advice about oatmeal baths, or offered to do this week’s kitchen chore for the sick one without asking for a week of kitchen in return. (This is big, folks. It means two whole weeks of having kitchen…dishes three times a day, for a family of seven. Yep.) And for those moments when one seemed less than compassionate, we had the opportunity to say, “Be kind and patient; your turn is coming!”
Also during this sickness, I had the chance to see the sweet creativity of childhood when I saw this setup:
My girls’ dolls were “sick” along with them. The next day, the scene was even more precious: each doll had a sister lovingly looking after her.
Of course, I had one of those moments where you just want to freeze time. I realized that before too long, the dolls would be set aside, and I would miss all those little things that come with childhood, even during times of sickness. I thought about how special the little things are, and how quickly they are gone.
Although no mama wants to see her little ones sick, I did appreciate seeing the love they showed each other, and I was reminded to slow down and enjoy the precious moments of childhood.
We certainly don’t mind seeing this cloud go, but I think I’ll try to hold on to that silver lining. 😉
Happy Mother’s Day Weekend…May you be blessed by the little things!
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