Thanksgiving is over.
Our month-long steady-stream-of-houseguests is all gone.
My daughter's dance performance was last night.
I've packed my big kids' lunches for their homeschool school tomorrow.
And, now I'm doing laundry.
Cleaning bathrooms.
Organizing.
Making mental lists.
Because my daughter is having open-heart surgery on Friday.
Thursday is pre-op at the hospital--EKG, full physical, tour of the facilities, meetings with the surgeon and anaesthesiologist who will be doing the four-hour-long procedure.
Now that all of our Fall activities and visitors are over and done, I'm thinking a whole lot more about the whole thing. About the fact that my baby, who has only been my baby for the past two months, is having a very serious surgery. That will necessitate 7-10 days in the hospital...if there are no complications.
Kevin will thankfully be able to work from home next week, so he'll be holding down the fort here with our other six kiddos. I'll of course be at the hospital with Mekdes.
Dear friends are watching our kids both Thursday and Friday. Dear friends will be bringing meals to my husband and other children while Mekdes and I are at the hospital.
This has been an incredibly humbling season in my life (to say the least!), which is definitely a good thing...but it has its challenges too. Because I'm horrible at accepting help. I hate feeling like a "taker." I feel like because I have a big family, I really, REALLY have to have it all together. And honestly, many of the very people who have been taking care of us since our girls came home are people we've not known more than a few months. What a blessing they have been.
I'll update you all on how the pre-op goes tomorrow. Please be praying that she's cleared for surgery. And in the meantime I'll be doing laundry and scrubbing toilets and soaking up time with each of my precious little ones.
