Busy scary week

Things got interesting at our house this week when Baby got sick over the weekend and had two febrile seizures (I'm linking you to the most reassuring of the articles I found). It was very scary for my husband and me, and miserable for poor Baby.

I've noticed, though, that God always gives us a way to bear our trials. A few years ago, Tiger Lily needed stitches when my husband and Red Chief were gone camping. We owned one car at the time. God showed me his mercy by making sure my husband carpooled so I would have a car. That was not something he generally did, and I know that it was a blessing from God.

This time, God sent me a friend. A college friend was staying with me this week as she worked on some medical training. I woke her up when Baby started twitching, and she was able to tell me what was happening. Just having her tell me what was going on was a great reassurance to me. Also, because she was staying with us, my husband and I were both able to take Baby to the hospital without waking the children or finding someone else to stay with them. I was glad to be able to ride next to Baby in the car; I didn't want to take my eyes off him!

It was a rough few days. I'm grateful that febrile seizures are generally not damaging or life-threatening, but they still scared me! I gave Baby medicine around the clock to keep his fever down, slept in his room, and took his temperature a ridiculous number of times. (Another unexpected mercy from God: Red Chief broke our thermometer, so I bought a new non-contact thermometer (which I didn't even know existed until I got to the store) that allowed me to indulge my paranoia and take Baby's temperature 100 times a day without bothering him.)

Baby seems to be doing better now. He has only needed one dose of ibuprofen in the last 24 hours, and his fever hasn't come back up again since.

I know that God didn't send me here to have an easy life (although sometimes I marvel that things go so well), but I'm grateful to Him for showing me his love even at hard times. I know that He remembers me and is constantly aware of what is happening in my life.
We should not underestimate or overlook the power of the Lord’s tender mercies. The simpleness, the sweetness, and the constancy of the tender mercies of the Lord will do much to fortify and protect us in the troubled times in which we do now and will yet live. When words cannot provide the solace we need or express the joy we feel, when it is simply futile to attempt to explain that which is unexplainable, when logic and reason cannot yield adequate understanding about the injustices and inequities of life, when mortal experience and evaluation are insufficient to produce a desired outcome, and when it seems that perhaps we are so totally alone, truly we are blessed by the tender mercies of the Lord and made mighty even unto the power of deliverance. —David A. Bednar


  1. Annalise had a febrile seizures when she was 8 months old, and I flipped out. Luckily, I just happened to be on the phone with her pediatrician when it was happening. His calm demeanor put me at ease. I am so glad Baby is feeling g better. (Maybe he can get a blog name as a feeling better present). Try squeezing lemon into his bathwater, I heard that helps when they have a fever.

  2. Oh! Such scary times! I'm so sorry. I'm glad, glad, glad that Baby is getting better though. And your testimony of how the Lord sustains us in our troubles is wonderful and reassuring.

  3. That is frightening! So glad he's okay!