The nasty cold bug hit our home hard this past week. First, Will had the typical symptoms of sore throat, achy body, obnoxious runny nose. Then Madison caught the cough one night and was drowning in snot the next morning. I was the last victim. We were (or still, its lingering) all pretty pathetic. This would not have been as big of a deal any other time of the year, but this particular week was one we had been anticipating. It was the week my mom had agreed to come in town so that we could have a weekend away from Madison duties. We had booked the hotel two months ago and had been day dreaming about all the activities we could do with out baby (run, hike, rock climb, and on and on...) This also happened to be a weekend where Will had work to do from home. So our weekend consisted of me in the hotel bed shaking with a fever and Will working from his laptop in the hotel lobby so he would not disturb me.
This was the point where we had to fight really hard our tendencies to compare. We have both struggled with this individually and now as a couple. We tend to look at other couples who have children and seem to just go about their normal way of life. This is wonderful for them, but we just do not have the resources to drop Madison off anywhere. If we need relief, we have to plan months in advance and fly a family member into town.
So, of course, our situation seems bleak in comparison to other people's. But, we had to decide to step back and refuse to compare our situation. We have everything we have ever wanted. I am able to stay home with Madison, we live in the mountains, someone is willing to pay Will for his knowledge, we have a beautiful dog, we have family that is willing and able to help us, and the list could go on.
There will always be people who seem to be "winning" in this rat race. But, my prayer for our family is that we decide to run our own race. To make sure we are placing our worth in something other than home ownership or fancy dinners out. It is easy to get caught up in the comparison cycle, especially with the world of Facebook and tweeting and blogging. We have to make sure we are filling our minds with reminders of what we are living for.
Even though our weekend was not what we had envisioned, we feel rested, closer, and thankful for all we have been given. Not too mention, how wonderful it was to have my mom get to know Madison's personality and spend so much quality time with her. And who doesn't want a mom to come in and take care of you when you are sick?
Because this turned into a novel, I will post all the pictures in the next post.
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