Monday, May 24, 2010

Warning: Proceed With Caution

Rest assured that your children will not proceed with caution.  Probably not in anything.  I feel inclined to warn you of the perils of parenthood.  Children are a blessing and the fruit of the womb is a reward, but they sure are drama, too.  TV hospital dramas do nothing to prepare you for what is ahead.  Stock up, because being a parent means having a full on urgent care clinic in your bathroom.  It means blood on your nicest shirt.  It means having a life time supply of Neosporin/antibiotic ointment.  And something on hand for your nerves.  It means having a steady hand.  And lots of band aids, too.  Nothing can prepare you for the heartache of seeing your children hurting.  Speaking of that, have some band aids for the soul on hand, as well.  You never know when you are going to need those.

I love fixing people.  I thought I wanted to be a doctor.  I even discovered that I'm not really queasy around blood.  I am extraordinarily calm when it comes to gushing blood and wounds and emergencies--just not when they involve either of my children.  In that case I am an extraordinarily emotional wreck, unable to contain myself, prone to tears and worry.  I cannot keep calm.  I. Freak. Out.  Plain and simple.

Sunday afternoon was just such a case.  We were all having a lovely afternoon together.  Eating lunch, riding bikes, doing puzzles.  Then we rested.  Caiden was asleep in her crib. I was lying down on my bed with my eyes closed while the boys were preparing to watch a movie.  Then I heard a thump, David rushed over and picked up Elliott and I just knew something was terribly wrong.  I followed them to the kitchen trying not to let myself freak out and there was Elliott, sitting on the counter top gushing blood from his mouth.  I've never seen so much blood.  His whole mouth was just dripping blood and he was crying.  He sputtered blood at me as I tried to comfort him.  I tried so hard to keep calm. But my heart was breaking.  I held his head and tried to quiet him while Dad went off in search of supplies.  I've been scolded enough times now, to know that I have to keep my head and not freak out.  But inside I wanted to howl just as much as Elliott was. 

He is okay, he hit his face against the computer tower in our room.  But even the next day, I can't look at him without my heart hurting.  Oh, it breaks my heart to see my baby hurt.  Ugh.  He wants me to explain to him why it makes me sad.  How can you explain this kind of love?  My heart breaks when yours does.  My heart is all wrapped up in you.  When you hurt, I hurt.  When you laugh, I laugh.

Being a parent really blesses me.  It makes me wonder at God's love for me.  I am God's daughter.  Nothing can separate me from His love.  If you are a parent, you surely must see and understand a little bit better what it means to be a child of God.

"Behold, what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called the children of God!" I John 3:1

"But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name; who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God." John 1:12,13

"What shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? [...] For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 8:35-39

Oh, look.  Something ran into my son's face! Poor guy.  The swelling has actually gone down a lot in these.

Uh, oh.  What happened here?  Looks like something got tangled up in Caiden's fingers.

Don't worry, little munch. We'll get you free.

Whatever happens, whatever trouble you get in, we'll be here to bail you out. It's our job!

Good luck to all you parents and future parents out there, I pray the Lord gives you wisdom to fix your children as best you can!

"If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him." James 1:5


The Montgomerys said...

This brought tears to my eyes!!! I feel the same way, I am working on not freaking out. The other day, Hazel put her fingers in the crack of the car door, and I shut it after I got Jade out of her carseat. I then heard her screaming, and her fingers were stuck in the car door crack. I had to open it to let her out. She was crying, I was crying....we was so horrible! So I spent some time at the hospital getting x-rays...not broken! It is a challenging thing to be a parent! The scriptures were AMAZING...thank you! Poor Elliot!!! I am so sorry, give him hugs and kisses for us! Praying for him! <3

Corynne Escalante said...

oh monica, that happened to caiden before! so horrible! i'm glad hazel is okay, though. no more broken bones! i'm so glad you were encouraged by the verses, the Lord has been ministering to me through them and through the thought of being His child and what that means. love to you and fam! <3

Ingrid said...

Ouch. I am so sorry. It looks pretty bad, and Caiden's tears make me want to cry too. We had a horrible scare with Tirzah last night. I will tell you more later. What is with it?! Even if our children came with warning labels I don't think it would prepare us for the pain we feel when they hurt.