Cleaning Day

I love to have things clean. Not to be mistaken with the statement, "I love to clean." The two are different, very different. My cleaning day was planned. We were going to have an outing, laundry would be done, the house would be clean and dinner would be ready when my husband got home. Or so I thought. That's about the time my sweet baby decided to un-swallow all of her milk, all over the carpet. Three times.

An amazing friend came to the rescue and took Karoline for me. I put Alexandra in the carrier and used the carpet cleaner on our upstairs carpets. The carpets were cleaned and the laundry was going by 7:30 a.m., no harm no foul. I even had clean carpets.

I thought for sure our "un-swallow" episode was a one time ordeal. We went to Costco. We came home covered in more un-swallowed milk. A huge thank you to the grandma who stepped in to be our grandma and grabbed tons of napkins and willingly helped us with our mess.

We headed to see our pediatrician since sweet baby had yet to have a wet diaper. A not so quick trip later we had a diagnosis that most likely pointed to a stomach bug. Alexandra was given a prescription for an anti-nausea medicine. We dropped off her prescription and I just could not bring myself to pick it up. I do not feel right about giving my baby such a strong medicine. In my opinion, if she were to need this medicine then she would need more extensive care.

So here I am, everyone is asleep. The house is only half clean. I'm going to have to completely start over. Call it OCD, call it whatever you want, it's going to have to happen. But, not tonight, and not tomorrow, we have plans. Maybe Monday. This was a day that I was forced to remember that days will not always go as I have them planned. I have to be okay with this and take the days as they come. I have to embrace and enjoy each day, because we are not promised tomorrow. I decided to scroll through Facebook before going to bed to try and unwind. I saw some happy posts, but some that broke my heart as well. I have friends who have sick family members, really sick. I have friends who have had to give their babies back to heaven. Friends who are not sure how they are going to pay for dinner at the end of the month. All of this in my little world. Outside of that little world there are unthinkable things that occur every day. There are people that pray to have my problems.

This post isn't meant to glorify my life. Perhaps a reminder, a reminder to be thankful and to give thanks. Next time try to catch yourself when start to get upset when your plans don't go as you had expected, I know I will certainly try to. My goal is to look for the diamonds in the rough. Thank you to everyone who supported us today. Your phone calls, texts, providing napkins and child care were much appreciated.