an extended break

We have really been enjoying our extended break. We were given an extra three days because of the illnesses that have been plaguing the schools.  While it has been so nice to get to spend time making extra Christmas goodies, crafting and actually taking time to do some some really nice quality things with the kids, the past few days we have been fighting the stomach flu.  Jack started us off about 2 am on Monday morning.  The others have been like little ticking time bombs and one by one they have fallen victim to this bug.  Andy even took his turn.

Lucy spent most of the day soaking -- her only form of solace.

And then that leaves me.

Each night I wake up several times during the evening hours and spend that time cleaning up vomit, changing sheets, holding back hair, reassuring and rubbing backs.  I sit here wondering if perhaps because I am the caregiver, I have been given some kind of pass... it just doesn't make sense that I am on the front lines for the past few days doing the dirty work, and yet I have not succumb. And now that I think about it, this isn't the first time that this has happened.  Believe me I am not complaining (and am actually counting on getting sick now that I put this thought into writing.) but I do really wonder if Heavenly Father sometimes gives caregivers some special blessings.  If we act in faith, he will bless us with what we stand in need of. I know he is always aware of me, (and of each of us!) and only gives us what we can handle.  I am so thankful for that.