Sunday, June 10, 2012

Recovering


 I'm not feeling well, so my mom let me wear my beloved "puppy shirt" two days in a row.  

When I posted on Thursday morning my mama-stress and worries were at their peak.  Lamp had been throwing up that morning and with her rapid weight loss the doctor said if she wasn't keeping anything down by noon we needed to take her to the hospital for an IV and for observation.  Additionally, she had pretty much been her usual happy, silly self the past couple of weeks, but Thursday she was worn out and void of energy.  So while I did want to post about the exciting new developments, I have to admit a call for prayers was my most pressing agenda.

As I talked to B on the phone that morning, he suggested I make some chicken noodle soup and maybe she'd drink the broth.  Yes!  Chicken noodle soup!  Why hadn't I thought of that?  Chicken, onions, garlic, carrots, broth?  Check.  The celery was missing, but it'd be fine.  I spooned some broth into her tired looking mouth and for the first time in days I heard the words, more mama.  And after we finished that little bowl again, more mama.   My heart sighed in relief.  Between the broth she took little sips of water and she kept it down.  I would have fed her tiny spoonfuls of broth all day long if that's what it took.  While her eagerness for broth was hopeful, she was a sorry little sight.  Leaning forward on both arms in her highchair, expressionless and exhausted I asked her if she was ready for naptime and she quietly nodded yes.  She was a limp little sack of potatos as I laid her in her bed.  She slept for 2 hours, a little longer than usual, and when she woke up she said I want more soup mama.

It was at this point I knew she was going to be OK.  When it comes to Lamp I worry a little extra about sickness.  When I was pregnant I was told that just by nature of her having "birth defects" (I don't like that term) she was more likely to be stillborn or come prematurely.  She was almost 5 weeks premature, but luckily stayed put 2 more weeks.  Remember when she was having random fevers last year everyday for 6 weeks?  For whatever reason having special needs tends to make her a little more predisposed to other health issues--I think this is pretty common.  So if I seem a little more worried than your average mama...well, it comes with reason.

Anyway, she turned a corner and Thursday afternoon and for the first night in weeks she slept through the night.  The rest of the weekend things picked up from there.  While she was asking for more food overall, her appetite still wasn't up to par.  She was steering clear from her usual favorites.  She often eats Cheerio's for breakfast, but hasn't touched them in days.  Nope, nope, nope.




That is until Foofa came along and asked Lamp if she could feed her some Cheerios.  Gobbled them right up she did.  Foofa's helped feed her a lot these past couple of days.  But that's OK, I'm pretty sure Foofa would feed her tiny spoonfuls of broth all day long if that's what it took.

I don't want to brag, but I do a pretty mean Foofa impression.  

There is a lot I don't understand about prayer, but I love and am grateful for this gift.  And I'm thankful to those of you who prayed in our behalf.  In some ways it seems strange to me to ask for more people to pray for her--as if there's some magical number of prayers that suddenly qualify for blessings.  I know that's not the case, but like I said there's a lot I don't understand.  But I do know it helps and it works.  When I say it works, that doesn't mean that we always get what we want just because we prayed for it.  Regardless of the outcome, I can feel a power and a calming presence when I pray and when I feel the prayers of others.

I like what my friend Mr. Lewis has to say about prayer:


The very question “Does prayer work?” puts us in the wrong frame of mind from the outset. “Work”: as if it were magic, or a ma­chine—something that functions automatically....Prayer in the sense of petition, asking for things, is a small part of it; confession and penitence are its threshold, adoration its sanctu­ary, the presence and vision and enjoyment of God its bread and wine. In it God shows Himself to us. That He answers prayers is a corollary—not necessarily the most important one—from that revelation. What He does is learned from what He is.... 
    
    ...It would be even worse to think of those who get what they pray for as a sort of court favorites, people who have influence with the throne. The refused prayer of Christ in Gethsemane is answer enough to that.  Does God then forsake just those who serve Him best? Well, He who served Him best of all said, near His tortured death, “Why hast thou forsaken me?” When God becomes man, that Man, of all others, is least comforted by God, at His greatest need. There is a mystery here which, even if I had the power, I might not have the courage to explore. Meanwhile, little people like you and me, if our prayers are sometimes granted, beyond all hope and probability, had better not draw hasty conclusions to our own advantage. If we were stronger, we might be less tenderly treated. If we were braver, we might be sent, with far less help, to defend far more desperate posts in the great battle.



You can read the rest here.  
And here is a 2 part talk on prayer.  One and Two.

I didn't really plan to talk a lot about prayer, but there it is.  Good stuff.

9 comments:

  1. I glad she Is doing better, I knew she would. From the movie of her stacking blocks you can tell she is one tough little cookie. Foofa is such a good mom! Hope she is feeling a little brighter once again tomorrow.

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  2. oohh! so glad she's doing better. those eating pictures are so tender, when you know how badly it was needed & prayed for! thanks for sharing. our prayers continue..
    if there's one thing i'm sure of, it's prayer.

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  3. Anonymous9:34 AM

    The power of prayer can never be underestimated. I have seen absolute miracles happen because of it. No question.

    It's not in the power of the pray-er, it's in the power of the One who hears the prayer.

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  4. So glad she is feeling better. That soup must have tasted really good to her. Yes, you are allowed to worry extra. Lamp is precious.

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  5. Thanks for this update. I was worried after your last post! I'm so happy to hear that she's doing better. You are a great momma feeding your "little bird" like you have - keep up the good work! :) Oh, and congrats to B for suggesting soup! That was totally inspired.

    Prayer is AMAZING and I love that you wrote so much about it. I LOVE praying for your little lady!

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  6. Linda P.1:42 PM

    I am so glad Lamp is doing better, Miggy, and it is always a privilege to pray for her! You must have felt like the ultimate nurturing mama, feeding your sick little sweetie that nourishing soup! And what music to your ears must that "more, Mama" have been! Oh, it's also always good to have a little backup, too. Yes, so glad Foofa was there to help. : )

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  7. Happy to hear Lamp is on the upswing. Here's to the power of prayer, washed down with good old fashioned chicken soup and mama's tlc.

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  8. Just catching up and... wow, yes that is a lot for a little girl and her mama to handle, and terrible, terrible timing. Even though things seem to be better, you are all still in my prayers.

    PS when you come to my house, please bring Foofa.

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  9. I needed that quote, thanks. :)

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