This weekend was long...and miserable :@( On Friday daycare called saying Avie had a fever. Boo. Last week she had her shots including her first MMR so we assumed that it was the 8-10 day fever that comes along with it. We made her as comfy as we could and hunkered down for the evening. To say she (and we) didn't sleep well would be an understatement. Luckily our pediatrician's office is open on Saturdays.
He assumed that it was just the MMR shot also but when he looked in her throat (a HUGE undertaking considering she remembered what happened last week) he used the words "red" and "pustules". Fun. Her culture was negative for strep meaning it was a virus so we got the oh-so-fun recommendation to "wait it out" and "keep her comfortable".
For those of you new to the blog let me fill you in on something. I panic when my kids are sick - like borderline inconsolable-pacing-the-house kind of panic. Hearing the pediatrician tell me to wait it out when my kid is rocking a fever of 103 scares the crap out of me. It doesn't help that I can count on one hand the number of times Mackenzie has had a fever - in 12 months Avery has blown that number out of the water! It goes without saying (but I'll say it anyway) that losing
Jack contributed SIGNIFICANTLY to my fear. I panic at the thought of missing another infection...it literally makes my blood run cold...but I'm getting better. I mean - I still hovered but not once did I have the urge to take her to the ER. (Been there done that several times already!!) That's a huge step for me.
Something the pediatrician said made me stop and think. He commended me on my good instincts. I didn't think about it until I was driving home. 13 months ago I didn't even know Avery - now I know her well enough to have motherly instincts. I know what makes her tick, her favorite foods, her fears (squirrels). I know that when she brings me the remote and says "MMmmmma" she wants to watch Doc McStuffins. To be totally honest when we started the adoption process a small part of me was worried about how I would love "someone else's kid". It sounds silly now considering I would give my left arm for her but I think it's what makes people so scared of adoption...the fear of the unknown.
Tonight in our community group we talked about how fear can hold you back. So I looked up some verses.
Psalm 27:1 -
The Lord is my light and my salvation—
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life—
of whom shall I be afraid?
Isaiah 41:1 -
So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
What's fear holding you back from???
