This morning I have been catching up from the weekend. John did (and does) a great job taking care of the children, making sure they are clean, fed, and played with; but he does not do all the thousands of little things that I do to keep the house clean and neat and taken care of. I do not mean to criticize John at all; he is not home all the time to know to do these things. As John commented last night, everyone is happier when Mommy is home. I decided to let one of my normal Monday chores wait, cleaning the bathrooms. I will get to it some time this week, or maybe I won't clean them until next week. I don't think it will hurt anything at all. I spent this morning straightening things, doing laundry, and most importantly, spending time with Daniel and Sarah Beth.
Do you remember that baby blanket I made for my co-worker? She was due around Christmas Day, so I didn't figure I would see her this weekend. When she walked into the pharmacy Saturday, I was surprised, but I figured she couldn't afford to take off more than six weeks. I asked her how the baby was, and she told me that he had died. I could not believe it. Her placenta had detached, and she lost her baby. I last worked with her the first weekend in December, so she was more than eight months along. I feel so bad for her. I also feel so thankful for my little ones; there is no reason something like that could not have happened to me. I am so grateful to God that I have two precious little ones. My co-worker put that blanket I made in the casket with her baby, so I am especially glad that she had something special for that.
How was your weekend? I hope it was better than mine.
6 comments:
Oh noo... that is so sad. I will pray for her a lot!!!
How sad. I'll pray for her too. I hope you've been able to get some rest today! I'm sorry you had a rough weekend.
Oh my stars! I hope you get some rest. That is so tragic. How wonderful about the baby blanket. You are very special!
Blessings!
My heart hurts for your co-worker, I don't even want to try to imagine being in her shoes. I'll definitely say a prayer for her. It was a sweet and special gift to make the blanket for her baby, regardless of the tragic results.
It's always hard playing catch-up as Mom. Skipping the bathrooms was a good idea.
Oh my goodness that is terrible about your co-worker! As Dustin would say -- I don't need to be reading these sorts of things. It is really special, though, that she used your blanket. She'll never forget that.
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