Like all of us, I juggle many hats. On rare occasions, bright lights on one hat start flashing so that it is the only one visible. That happened to me last week when my husband and I were woken up at 5:30 a.m. by a hospital nurse telling us that they were wheeling our daughter into emergency surgery. By God’s grace, the best possible doctors were on hand and a short time later she was stable after an emergency cesarian section. Her premature newborn son was sent to the NICU (neonatal intensive care unit).
Both mother and baby, thank God, did well and they are now recuperating and growing at home with the new father and myself providing full-time support. We are assisted by tremendous help from one of my other daughters and a group of friends who keep dropping off meals and even picking up and delivering laundry. Amazon’s shipping of necessities the new parents didn’t think they would need for a while deserves a mention as well.
This should explain why our ministry had a virtual blackout last week: no Thought Tool, Ask the Rabbi or Musing. Truthfully, I’m not sure when I will be back at my desk full time. Right now, I am remembering what new motherhood is like. Little sleep, lots of diaper changes and overflowing prayers of gratitude.
Thanks for your patience and support while my mother and grandmother hat rules.