I have to say that in my research I am rethinking my perspective on life from pretty much all aspects. This project IS going to enhance my life in so many explainable and unexplainable way. I am learning to look at everything in life as true opportunity for growth on so many levels, from emotional to spiritual. One such opportunity found it's way into my life over the past few weeks. It's been trying at times but mostly enlightening.
My babies have been sick...with just about every bug going around. I have also been sick with these sames issues. Weird how I am learning that I am actually the baby and my babies are the brave souls. Even as I write this is I am fighting the urge to get caught in thoughts of "who is going to take care of me?" and "when will I catch a break?" blah blah blah. Let me mention, during a nasty little bought of stomach virus on Saturday, my three year old showed enormous amounts of courage and compassion (that's right, little Blondie head in a bucket throwing up everything she had in her and she showed me compassion). I started with the "issue" around 5p.m. and was immediately surrounded by my concerned little family. My son instantly started stomping his little 17month old feet and crying hysterically while my daughter started rubbing my back. My husband shooed them away (to protect them from the germies, perhaps a little too late) and proceeded to answer the thousands of questions pouring out of my daughter's mouth. Good thing she got this crash course, cause later that night it was her turn. Around midnight she joined me in worshipping the porcelain god. As we tagged teamed the potty, we would take turns rubbing each other's back, holding back hair and saying encouraging words to one another. She would then quietly and carefully march back to bed and promptly fall asleep for about 20 minutes till the next round would pop up. At one point she told me "it will be ok, Mommy, I will take care of you". She also gave me pretty stern lecture when, well, let's just say I had an "accident" in my pants. (maye too much information, but pretty funny) My baby quickly reminded me that "your too old to be doing that mommy. you need to make it to the potty".
Preceding this night, my girl has been suffering ear infections while my son and I had strep throat. Now, they both have ear infections and we all have sore throats and head colds. What is going on in the Davis household? Do yourself a favor and stay away. Needless to say, we are sick of being sick. However, I have to look at this situation and think...what have I learned from this? I learned that my son cuddles and sleeps A TON when he is sick - praise the Lord! I can't get enough of his sweet little hugs. I was also able to see deep into my daughter's soul and realize that she has an innate sense of kindness and compassion. She cares deeply and it was automatic for her to put her own pain aside to show concern for me. That's not to say she hasn't done her fair share of whining during this whole saga. She is, after all, human. But during the toughest time, at the point where she was in the most pain, she showed the true essence of her soul. I can't help but to wonder what life lessons her soul had to return to earth to learn? What lessons is she here to teach others? What will this life and all it's experiences be like for her? I look into her eyes and I can see that we are connected and that we are part of something bigger. A soul pact exists between us and I have a feeling that we can help each other learn great lessons throughout our eternal lives. I know I can learn a lot from my brave little soul.
happy soul searching,
your soul sister