October 8, 2009

I Don't Know What...

Hello, My Dear Blogging Friends (DBF),

I don't know what is going on. I don't know how to fix it. I don't know why Satan is attacking me so hard in the last 36 hours. God has been good to help me stay calm and deal with each thing as it has come my way. He has been good to help me keep a cheerful and happy attitude. But I have been under attack since my return home and I would be more than grateful for your prayers.

Let me explain a little of what has been going on. When we arrived home on Tuesday night, Allen unloaded our luggage and went for groceries. I put the three boys into the bath. Now at 4, 6 and 7, I feel quite comfortable with the three boys taking their bath together unsupervised. Especially because I was right across the hall from them. I closed the door to the bathroom to buffer the noise a little. My darling sons, I know this is hard to believe, are very loud when they take a bath and can also get the whole room quite wet during bath time. The raucous is my way of knowing that all is well.

Emma went to the kitchen to cut up the apples my mother had so thoughtfully left for us. We were all starved and needed a snack before Allen got back from the market.

The older girls and I went to the Princess room to begin unpacking. Ellie was ready for her bed so their room got priority. The baby was playing by my side.

It was not long before I heard a shout from the kitchen. Emma had cut her finger. I don't mean a little nick. There was a half inch gash bleeding profusely. It took hours to get it under control enough to put two band aids on.

In all the confusion, next I heard screaming and carrying on from the bathroom. I went racing in with the intention of reprimanding the boys for carrying on so awful when I looked down to see Elisabeth on her back in the tub with the most horrifying look I have ever seen as she was fighting to get out of the water and get air. When Nathaniel got out of the tub he left the bathroom door open to go get his pajamas. Ellie made her way in and fell head first into the tub. We will never know why she didn't get up, if the tumble left her stunned or what. But the water while it was quite shallow, it was still deep enough for her to be immersed and swallow enough water to drown. As I pulled her out and she coughed up water, I prayed for her to start breathing normally and thanked God for the emergency training I received years ago.

That, I decided was the end of unpacking for the night. I gathered all the kids to me and we cuddled up together on the couch with a video. I attempted to get my heart to slow down. Ellie, now feeling better and over the terror, cried when I hugged her too tight. Emma didn't complain at all as I continued to squeeze her cut to keep pressure and stop the bleeding.

We watched a video and when Allen was not home at ten I decided to throw dinner to the wind. I offered the kids more apples and some cereal samples. When the food was gone I sent them to brush their teeth. It was not thirty seconds (I was still holding pressure on Emma's thumb) before I heard a blood curdling scream. Samuel had run into the door frame and just about knocked himself unconscious. He was quite stunned and dazed for a number of minutes. By the time the kids had brought him to where Emma and I sat in the living, a mere matter of 6 yards or less, there was a blue knot above his eye bigger than an extra large egg.

I abandoned Emma's injury and put ice on his head.

That's when Allen called to see how things were going. I don't think he understood the gravity of what I was saying because he chuckled and said, "He was glad I had things under control." I reiterated it and I believe I could hear him join in my shaking over the line.

After the baby was in bed I tried to log on to put up the award post for the country fair. The network was down.

Emma always asks to stay on in our vacation over her birthday but Allen insists that we should be home on her actual birthday. He is very adamant about celebrating it with the grandparents and other friends and family. Which is why we came home just before her birthday. Birthdays are a big deal in our family and we always spend the day together and spend it doing something fun. Last night, after working late, Allen told me that he couldn't be here for Emma's birthday! I struggled to not tell him how unfair that was. How upset I was. How it would spoil the whole day. Yes, I know Satan wanted me to tear him down for something that was another person's mistake. God gave me the power to keep my mouth shut.

I even kept quiet when the alarm went off and he headed out the door before the sun this morning. I was beginning to feel discouraged at being thrown right back into the rat race that I spent three weeks trying to get him destressed from. I don't think that is a word but right now I DON'T CARE!

Yesterday evening, while the girls and I were fixing dinner, baking a cake and doing a myriad of other things, Allen ran outside to fix the weed eater. We have one that worked when we left on vacation and an older one that hasn't worked since the year we bought it. The boy we hired to do the lawn while we were away reported that neither of them would work. He wasn't out there a few minutes before he came in carrying Elisabeth. She had figured out how to unlatch the door and Allen found her standing in the driveway alone.

Last night, Brianna loaded the pictures up to my blog for the winners post. I spent three hours this morning putting it together. I can't publish it. No joke. It will not publish. I have tried everything I can think of and every time I click the publish button it wipes out my blog page. Everything but that post goes haywire and gets shifted all over the page.

And that in a nutshell is how my day has been going. For the last 36 hours. We leave town again in the morning. I need to go through winter clothes to pack for the trip. Tonight my house will be filled with family and friends. And that is why I will apologize profusely for not posting the winners until next week when I return. And that is why I am asking for you to pray for me to stay focused on the Lord and the tasks at hand and to keep a Godly spirit and clear mind as I go about my duties.

Love to all my DBF,


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PS... If you know how to fix my post problem... please do email me with the solution. I am at a complete loss as to why there is a problem.

14 comments :

  1. Wow my friend you have so much going on. I will pray for your today.

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  2. It happens to the best of us as I posted a similar doozy last week or so. Keep your chin up and things will turn around. Have a safe trip and try to enjoy it.

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  3. Whoa.... bless your soul! May things calm down for you and may you catch your breath!! Have a safe trip, and God bless!

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  4. WOW. I believe my own heart stopped beating a few times as I read this -- the fact that you managed to survive those 36 hours and then BLOG about it... God's going to use it!

    You and your family will be in my prayers! Be safe on your trip, and I pray that there will be a 36-hour (or more) timeframe in which you receive an abundance of blessings that fill your cups!

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  5. Aww.. it seems when it rains, it has to pour! Just think..someday you'll look back at this and laugh at the craziness! Someday! :)

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  6. Kat,

    I am so so sorry to hear all the havoc that is being brought upon you in the course of 36 hours. I am lifting you and your family up on prayer as I type this and ask God to send His angels to protect you and watch over your home! I also ask for knowledge for you to be wise to what is going on and for Him to nudge you ever so gently when their is a need to be addressed.

    May His hand watch over you, protect you, hold you and love you as a child of His! Keep your faith close, prayers ascending and here is hoping He keeps your head above the stormy waters!

    I love you dear friend! Remember just an email away! If you need my number, email me and I'll gladly give it away if you need someone to pray with you!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  7. Wow Kat! That was a lot to endure! Bless your heart for all that you've been through. I'm glad the kids are all fine now and you can breathe again.

    Enjoy your trip and I will be praying for you.

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  8. Wow Kat, I can't believe everything you've gone through... praying for you and love you lots!!

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  9. Kat..yes sometimes life hits you hard and fast...you are one strong person(that I know just from following your blog). Like the saying goes..."This too shall pass". Hugs my friend,and tomorrow is a new day.

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  10. Oh my goodness Kat! I can not even imagine what you must have been going through! It looks like you got your fair post to work. But I am going to pray that God brings peace to your heart after all of that. Lifting you up right now!!!!! I have not seen whether you have posted anything about your vacation yet. I hope you had a fabulous time.

    Prayers and blessings,
    Christy

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  11. Oh what a day! I wish I could give you a big hug right now and sit down and pray with you, praising the Lord that our enemy cannot bring you down, no matter how hard he tries. You are protected in Christ!

    Still, we can have times when things happen that discourage us, or scare us (as your daughter's near miss). Yet, the Lord was watching over your children and you heard their cries for help, as He hears ours.

    Glad everyone is o.k. and it looks like you fixed the other post!

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  12. Oh you sweet thing. What a welcome home you had. Isn't that just the way the enemy wants to ruin things.. here you are coming home from a beautiful family vacation and he attacks.
    PTL that you all were aware and God was watching over it all.
    Praying you get a moment to catch you breath, feel the presence of HIM and know that you are deeply deeply loved by the ONE who the ROCK, the Fortress, and our Protector!!

    Blessings and love to you :-)

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  13. Everything does seem to happen at the same time, my dear. I'm always amazed at how you manage to deal with one crisis at a time. I think I would go for panic mode and just let it all fall out the window. (Or maybe, literally fall out the window, who knows.) I hope you have a super spectacular trip and we'll catch up when you get back!

    Love you ...

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