Mommy's can't get sick! Why doesn't my body know this and why does it not give me fair warning when it decides not to obey the first and most foundational law of motherhood? I am grateful that my insides didn't start becoming my outsides until after the sprouts were in bed. There is some consolation in that I guess, but the lack of sleep will be hard to ignore tomorrow. I am already prepping my heart for the grumbling that is sure to ensue with, "God's grace will be sufficient, his power is made perfect in my weakness." Please pray that this malfunction with my body will be of short duration. Thank you in advance for your prayers.
