Hanging around

We are (hanging around, that is), and so is this bug/allergies/virus/whatever-combination-of-nastiness-it-is.

(Both photos courtesy of the 9- and 11-yr. olds.)

We even went and got the baby swing out of the attic for Ada. I remembered another child who was sick at this age that would only be comforted in the swing. Ada seems to be soothed in it as well.

But, alas, everyone else is really too big for the swing. So we've had to fight for positions on the couches. Some of us have even been known to stretch out on the floor.

Ethan was down with it over the weekend ... a difficult thing for a preacher who must preach! But the Lord supplied him strength on Sunday; and while it was not an easy day for him, he did survive through his Sunday School teaching and the morning and evening services.

I stayed home with the kids. We survived, too.

Yesterday was an odd one for me. I woke up feeling groggy and detached and unwilling to participate in any of the day's activities. I went ahead and did school and laundry and meals, but in between I laid around and mumbled for children to *please* be quiet and go find something to clean.

They were merciful to me and even deep-cleaned the kitchen after dinner. I owe them a huge one for that!

Ethan likes to say I'm "invincible" after the first three months of pregnancy. It's really not true -- I can remember a few times when I have been down with a bug and pregnant -- but it does seem that the Lord offers strength and immunity! I'm not sure whether yesterday's malaise was a bit of the bug or due to the fact that I didn't drink nearly enough water (as in, probably 12 oz. all day--EEEEK!!! I usually drink anywhere from a half gallon to a gallon!), I didn't start my day with diluted orange juice (I have a theory that my blood sugar needs this), I didn't eat until late in the morning, I didn't take any apple cider vinegar, I got to bed late and was up with baby early, etc., etc., etc.

And so here we are. We are all functioning at about 70%. Wait. 100% for me is probably about 70%. So maybe I should say we're functioning at about 50%.

Wait.

Am I making any sense?

Wait.

Do I ever?

Well. Whichever it is, I'm off to drink a big glass of water and find something to clean.

Quietly.