The only time I panic now is when the kids are sick. Isla just got over 2 days of throwing up and Max just started. It makes me realize how small and vulnerable they are. I let my imagination run away with me and pray for their health and well being with every breath. I find it no less than heart-breaking to imagine what having a child with a serious/chronic/terminal illness must be like. It must be excruciating and so very very scary.
Morning by morning, new mercies I see.
Monday, February 15, 2010
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I normally feel quite 'in control' of myself. I never used to be. When I was younger, I suffered from severe anxiety and used to have panic attacks brought on by worries about dying and nuclear war. Heavy stuff. As a parent, I'm sure I would be the most anxious woman alive were it not for the balance in my life...my husband. He really calms me down and keeps me from worrying about the things I cannot control. He's good that way...just what I need, like he was made for me.
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I think Motherhood is a synonym for Anxiety or Panic Attack...it generally feels like one most of the time. But in a happy way?!
ReplyDeleteI am so so glad for the balance my husband brings me as well. He makes me a better person, and fills up holes. God's design for marriage is a good one.
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