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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Injuries and Pancakes

A mother's heart breaks in two when we see our children hurt and we know we can't take away the pain.  Oh how my heart broke this week for two of my children.

I knew my little boy, with his rambunctious ways, would send us to the ER at some point.  We have not been to the emergency room for our children since my oldest spiked a fever at 4 months old.  So, it had been a good 10 years.  My husband said he knew it was going to be bad when he watched our youngest fall and hit his noggin on the hinge of a doorway.  I missed the fall, but I saw the blood afterwards, and oh how there was so much blood.  After a few hours in the ER, he was cleaned up and glued back together. (Thankful for glue and no stitches!)  But the pain of watching him squirm and cry as the wound was being tended to was heart wrenching.

Then the very next day, it was my oldest's turn.  Her pain was more fear as we sat with a doctor.  She has a growth near her eye that needed to be examined.  She was fine on the way there, but we walked in and the tears started flowing.  As we walked the hallway to the exam room, I reminded her that her shirt she was wearing said "Fear Not".  I held her hand.  I repeated the Bible Verse.  I comforted her in every way I knew how, but the fear was great and she was too scared.

I felt helpless in both situations.

But we have a God that promises to never leave us, that we have nothing to fear, and that says He is the Great Physician.

I cling to those truths.

I teach those to my children.

Yes I'm fearful.  And no, I have zero control over what happens.  But those truths hold strong.

My little man was wide open the very next day.  The banged up head was not slowing him down.  My daughter has more to deal with.  A few more appointments.  Possible surgery.  We will keep praying.  I will keep reminding her of God's truth.  And we will lean on Him through the next steps.

"May you be strengthened with all power, for all endurance and patience with joy," Col 1:11



Pancakes...

Just the word makes me happy.  This is my go to recipe.  There is no butter or oil in these, and they come out fluffy every time.  I sometimes mix in 1/3 cup chocolate chips, or 1/3 cup of pumpkin with a sprinkle of cinnamon,or 1/2 cup blueberries, or a couple of Tablespoons of sprinkles, or even 1/3 cup of chocolate hazelnut spread.  But sometimes just a good old pancake with syrup is all that's needed.  I made the hazelnut spread recipe this week to help my little ones feel better!

2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
2 eggs
1 cup fat free plain greek yogurt
1/2 cup fat free half-half
1/2 cup skim milk
3 Tbsp sugar
1 tsp vanilla

Combine dry ingredients and wet ingredients in separate bowls.  Pour dry into wet and mix until combined.  Mix in any flavorings in you might want.  Heat griddle and spray with cooking spray.  Pour out by 1/4 cup full.  When batter starts to bubble, flip and cook another minute.  Repeat until done.  Makes 12-16 pancakes...depending on size.


Thursday, October 5, 2017

Restart

I started this blog when I was homeschooling our then second grader and four year old.  My blogging days were few.  Homeschool was fun, but demanded most of my attention.  I blogged a lot more before the responsibility of teaching my children completely fell in my hands.  It was a great year; a fast year.  And the years have flown since.  Now my then four year old is now a my second grader.  And despite plans to homeschool her as well (I love second grade.) we put her in school with her sister.  Not just a school but another NEW school.  My kids have experienced it all...private, homeschool, and now public.  We have seen the Lord's hand in all areas, but each transition has had its ups and downs.  We're over a month in and loving our decision, but it still weighs on my heart.  We all as parents, want to make the best decisions for our children.  But ultimately, their lives are in God's hands.  We just have to remain involved, keep encouraging them, and praying for guidance with each step.

I now have a toddler to fill my time.  When I looked at the old posts, I laughed at the fact we did not  know what God had in store.  I was sad when my girls went back to school in third grade and kindergarten...but my sadness of being alone a few hours a day turned to joy when we found out we'd welcome a new little one at the end of that school year.  And oh boy...what a rambunctious little boy the Lord has blessed us with.  There's no being bored or alone now!

I laugh at a lot of old posts.  Praying about where to move, where to go to school, where to be involved, my husband's job, having everything closer because we all spent so much time in the car and apart.  We now live in the same town, one mile from the first house my husband and me bought.  He works fifteen minutes away (an answer to prayer that still seems unbelievable some times), the girls are in a school five minutes away (another huge blessing), and we're happy right where God planted us to begin with.  We can see His work in all the uncertainties of the last thirteen years, and it's a blessing to feel settled.  Will we stay here forever?  Again, only God knows the future, but for now, after so much prayer, it feels so good to be right here.

Joy was a theme in my devo this morning so I thought it might be pointing me back here.  Writing and cooking are my passions.  So I wanted to jump back on the blog.  Try Try Try Again!  It's not just for little ones.  I don't know if I can stick with it.  I may have a loving and whiny little one in my lap as I type.  But here I go...I will try to accomplish a few posts and recipes a week!


Habakkuk 3:18 KJV "Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation."