I just got done talking and all three children for the first time in two weeks. I enjoy going into the rooms before I go to bed kissing them each and telling them good night. They were asleep and I try hard not to disrupt them. But it is a great way to end my day. I love my kiddos very much, as does a mom.
Not only did Ellie come out of her room, but she played softball as well. Not only did you play softball, played the whole game, she pitched a full enemy, and she hit well. I’m really proud of her.
Both had a sore throat and a temperature. Ellie ended up getting respiratory challenges more than Max. Thankfully, both really didn’t have too much trouble with it compared to what you hear about in the news. I am truly grateful for the recovery. I pray they have been to long-term side effects of this stupid disease.
I’m proud of how well they handled the rules of staying in their rooms, using masks, using their own bathrooms, and just being responsible family members during this period. They manage to keep from spreading it to me David and Claire. I am truly grateful to them for this and I’m really proud of the maturity and taking care of themselves and being responsible during this time.
We also really missed having them at the dinner table, saying prayers with them, and tucking them in at night. I know Clair really missed playing with them. The house was really quiet. It is so nice to be able to have things back to normal.
I know I am a germ-a-phobe. I hope when they grow up they understand why I took the precautions I took it and appreciate it. I pray to God that I am not making bad choices that damage them. I pray to God for guidance. I pray to God for their healing. I pray to God for their safety. Today I think God for their healing. Today I think God for everyone’s health. Today, I think God for the wonderful children that I have.
