Our Family

Our Family
Benaiah, Justin, Melinda, Abishai, Keturah, and Jared

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Day 277: One off day

Sparks were flying today between the kids and I today.  I had a lot of frustrations on my mind, and the kids were fighting like cats and dogs.  Plus we had an early dentist appointment and sat for a long time at the health department for Abishai's shots.  It was a long day.  We will wait and see if Keturah's baby teeth fall out on their own in the next 2-5 months, as long as they aren't bothering her.  It was so close to naptime when we went to Abishai's appointment, that it was hard to entertain him.  Then Keturah had trouble finishing Grandpa's Bible homework on kindness.

We did do some history from the Mystery of History, but it was on the heavy topic of Roe v. Wade.  The kids are familiar with how a baby grows in a mother's womb because they saw the charts on the walls in the doctor's office when I was pregnant with Abishai.  I gave them so very basic details of what is abortion and how we view it.  I also shared with them how to approach a woman who has had an abortion and to be careful not to call her names and to just love on her.  The lesson was more on the court case though.  I wasn't famliar with the details, so it was an important lesson.

With that on our hearts, I also learned about how my sister is having trouble getting my nephew in to see a specialist.  They said it could take up to a year to get an appointment!  Then a friend tried getting help for her sick teen in two different hospitals/clinics and the doctors weren't listening to her pleas for help.  Then I remembered all the frustrations I'm having trying to find the right doctors to treat different parts of my physical health and how the right healthcare is expensive.  I also viewed a preview for the movie about Columbine, which happened about a month before I graduated high school and Michael W. Smith wrote a song and book about.

So, it was a recipe for disaster in my heart and head and it led to some heated words between my family members and I.  Some days are just like that.  The whole "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day" kind of thing.  Life's hard, and I will not pretend otherwise.  I'm sure tomorrow will be better.

*This was written the next day, after I had slept and could think straight.*

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