If I have wiped blood from my son's face once this week, I've wiped it ten times. John Mason is just about 13 months old. He's taking 10 or so steps at a time, climbing on anything, and falling in the process. He's so active and fast. He thinks he can already run...He can walk, why not? So, we have the daily mouth busted from falling or some other mysterious bloody wound. Sunday morning, as I was getting ready for church, I notice that his eyelid was bleeding - right along the lash line. No other bumps or scrapes, just the weird eye lid scrape. I still don't know what happened. (Brett was looking after him while I was getting ready - hmmm.) John Mason is taking his nap while his body repairs his little scrapes in exponential time. Ahhh, the miracle of being fearfully and wonderfully made.
Being a godly wife and SAHM of four sweet kiddos is such a blessing, but is a daily challenge as well. I struggle to balance my family's needs with my own and to stay focused the one who commands control of my life - Jesus Christ.