More importantly, I'm thankful for the knowledge I have that my prayers are heard and answered by a loving Heavenly Father...not just sent out to a vast void in the universe.
Avery got her first shots today. Enough said.
I've been praying a lot today--that she'll feel better--that she'll stop screaming--that I'll figure out a way to soothe her--that she'll calm down enough to eat--that my hubby with come home soon--that I can keep my cool to not throw her out the window. (what, you never wanted to throw your kid out the window?)
It's been an interesting day and although none of my prayers were answered with the swiftness I would have liked, I knew I wasn't alone. And that's a feeling I'm grateful for.
1 comment:
Those bandaids look SO SAD! I'm glad we don't have to get all the diseases the shots prevent, but shot days are still MISERABLE!
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