GOD said there'd be days like THIS...

I have been putting off writing this entry. I don't know exactly why but even as I'm typing now my heart is beating faster than usual and I feel a bit anxious...

A fair warning up front: it's no secret that humor is largely my focus on this blog but this entry is not going to be as much fun...I guess some "motherhood confessions" are of a more serious nature. But I said I would share the good, bad and ugly, and I suppose this is part of that.

SO...I started going to MOPS (Mothers of PreSchoolers) in September and immediately met a TON of amazing and wonderful mothers. We share mom-tips, mom-stories, mom-laughs... We come out for a couple of hours twice a month and eat breakfast and talk about fun stuff like crafts and "finding our identities" as mothers. It's all just "NORMAL" mom-stuff.

But after just one meeting, we learned that one of the fellow moms had a baby girl who had become sick and was in the hospital. Immediately, we all began to pray for her healing and recovery. We followed a blog to check in on her progress....and we prayed. We worried...and we prayed. HOWEVER, I think most of us counted on the idea that little girls just don't die and that we'd quickly return to talking to this mom about how to make Christmas centerpieces for her home this holiday season. We were all just waiting for her little girl to get better.