I think my body was trying to run on full-force the past week. My goals were to get through the prep of another trip, following our vacation… and just survive.
How much can I fit into one weekend?
A home school conference, and research for 2 children starting high school in a few short months.
Squeeze in a last minute family portrait session with a mad-talented friend who I attribute to God using to reset my health-course and helped to save our family.
A Christ-centered wedding and reception – probably one of the richest events my kids have gotten to witness. (more on that in a minute)
Add in running to the store each day, planning meals, trying to be one step ahead of what we were doing, and a cat on its death bed at home…
I knew I was beat last night… when we arrived home, dinner-less and I just wanted to crawl into bed. I went ahead and threw some veggies (Cabbage, carrots, celery and radishes) in a pot with olive oil and salami, cut up pears for a side and called it good.
It’s a good thing I did that. They gobbled it all up.
Oh wait. I made bacon too.
Bacon makes everything better.
Well. Not everything. Since I can’t tolerate pork, or the sugar that it’s often included in it.
Still, I had a nibble last night. First time in … over 6 months I’m sure? (and when I say nibble, I mean the last section of my pinky-sized nibble.)
So I wake up this morning…. way after everyone does today, and I feel like I’m moving slowly.
Maybe I’m just tired.
Only everything hurts, and it feels too familiar.
I get the kids their supplements, start some laundry and curl back into fetal position on the couch.
By 10 am the mountains of laundry are making me feel a bit sick, so I wonder if it’s just the fact that we did so much this weekend… or that I really shouldn’t have eaten that bacon nibble.
Maybe it’s the stress, and the lack of rest.
Maybe it’s the fact I feel a bit depressed every time I leave Iowa and my heart aches for family, and fellowship and feeling of “home”.
I don’t know… but I feel horrid. Like I could sleep the week away…
It’s a good thing I have lots of children who need me, and that isn’t an option. Right?
Just. Keep. Moving.
Ok, back to that wedding…
The vows the couple wrote to each other included him promising to the spiritual leader of the family, and hers included her promise of submitting to his leadership. That’s the first time I’ve heard that spoken – in vows, but it was beautiful… and simple, and perfect. The reception was food, slide shows and cake cutting… for which they had cupcakes. Very cute. Other than “their first dance”, there was no dancing. Later it made sense… no dancing, no alcohol… just a celebration of their lives joining as one, thankfulness for their strong family bonds, and fellowship.
I asked my kids what they took away from that.
“I don’t want dancing at my wedding,” D2 said. “I don’t like the idea of everyone staring at me.” She is SO her mother.
“I noticed they got along with their siblings, they really loved their family,” D1 gave his input. This brought up some other good discussion… and made me very encouraged for how we raise our family.
“I want cupcakes at my wedding,” said D7…. “Only not poisonous ones!” Since we sat right next to the cake table, my husband said we totally should have brought literature on inflammation and grains. Hah.
Only one woman was brave enough to ask why we weren’t eating the cupcakes, so she got a lesson in alternative options for disease. 🙂 We brought the kids chocolate and fruit strips as a treat.
All in all, I think the message they also received was the importance of choosing a spouse who loves the Lord, and desires to follow Him, and that made it worth it for us to miss soccer championships for our 6 of our 8 soccer players.
An eternal life-lesson is worth more than soccer, any day.
I’m going to continue pushing fluids and taking it easy today. It’s definitely the most frustrating part of auto immune disease… that you can’t push your body like you used to (not that you should every anyway!).
It’s probably another blessing in disguise that God gives me as a reminder I need Him, and for that – I am grateful.
Keeping me humble. Healthy for Him.
Oh, and here is a great video of a “chuck box” idea – to tote the things you need while traveling and feeding your family while avoiding eating out. We travel similarly, and it’s such a help! 🙂 Enjoy!
The LORD replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.”
Posted on May 19, 2014, in Auto Immune Disease, Auto Immune Protocol (AIP), Large Family Paleo, Truth and tagged adrenal failture, auto immune disease, celiac disease, chronic fatigue, Eat To Heal, gluten free, gluten intolerance, healthy for him, large family Paleo, MS, Parkinsons. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.