I was going to post about Luke's seemingly never-ending cough that likes to roar its head when our heads hit the pillows and how 12 days of not-great sleep does not make for a happy mom or dad.
Then Luke and I were in the car this morning and the perfect opportunity arose to teach him (um, maybe more like me!) a lesson about gratitude.
On our way to the gas station this morning, there were two or three things he whined about in a row. First it was the sun in his eyes, then it was a car he dropped that I couldn't reach, then I think there was a third but maybe I've blocked that one. Anyway, I took a moment while the gas was filling our car to tell my son that we have a choice. To focus on the things that are bothering us or to focus on all the good things we have to be thankful for. And when we focus on the bad, we all know what happens ... we get whiny! So we listed a few blessings (the sun is out! our favorite song is on the radio! we're heading to a friend's house! our neighbors have baby chicks!) and I prayed that this lesson would really sink in for Luke. I have a sneaking suspicion the lesson was for me just as much as for him.
I have been thinking so much lately of a fellow heart mom and her daughter, Carla. Carla (HLHS) is one year post-Fontan and currently battling Plastic Bronchitis. The only solution at this point is a new heart. I knew a little about Plastic Bronchitis because our first heart friend, Maddie, battled it as well soon after her Fontan. It is not a pretty condition. So Jen, Carla's mom, sits at the hospital day after day, praying that Carla will be well enough to accept a donor heart. While she is sitting there, begging God for her daughter's life, I find myself whining about this persistent cough of Luke's and how it's affecting my sleep. So, in honor of Carla, I will choose today to live with my eyes open to God's hand of goodness and the blessings I so often miss.
I can't say the same for my 4-year-old, but that won't stop me from drilling it in his sweet head!
(None of the above means I don't take Luke's coughs and colds seriously ... we even popped in to our cardiologist's on Wednesday to let him listen to Luke's lungs to make sure it was still just an upper respiratory virus. It is and we are very thankful for clear lungs!)