Gonna make it. Gonna make it. Gonna make it.

The other morning when I was blow-drying my hair, I had a funny movie clip come to mind. It has quite made my week. Remember in the 3 Amigos when Lucky Day gets put in El Guapo’s dungeon and is locked up? I’d reenact if for you if you were in my home, but ya know…. that’s embarrassing. I couldn’t find a very good youtube video. So basically he’s chained (hands & feet) and he has to walk forward to pull the release.

He chants “Gonna make it. Gonna make it. Gonna make it. … I Made it!!!” (Then he gets slammed back to the wall … only to have to start over again). This has been my cheer this week.

“Gonna make it. Gonna make it.”

Abe stayed home from school all week + last friday. He had the flu, strep, and a cold that hit at the end. Now he’s itching from the amoxicillin.

Max got a fever on Saturday and stayed home from preschool (broke his heart) all week. Now he has the cold. He said this morning, “I’m having a bad day.” And then sniffed his nose.

Jimmy and Liza got sick on Tuesday. Jimmy had a doozy of a flu and is still going with the tail-end cold and aches. Liza didn’t eat or sleep much for 3 days. She moaned and groaned during the nights and wouldn’t nap during the days. I think we’ve wiped her nose a thousand times.  Oh – the worst part was that she would wake up and barf all over her bed… a few times.  Ugg.  Worst thing ever to clean up cottage-cheesy milk barf.

Hannah got a sore throat and aches on Wednesday and stayed home from school on Thursday and Friday. It was NOT strep throat. She’ll hopefully be fine by Monday.

Any mom knows that having sick kids and a sick spouse makes for a hard week… a long week. Though it was hard we pushed forward. “Gonna make it. Gonna make it.” A few times we thought we were near the end. “I made it” … only to be slammed back against the wall. “Ouch!” “Gonna make it. Gonna make it.” Press forward again.

We were most definitely sustained by the Lord. For example… one day this week, laundry just had to be done. Six loads washed, dried, folded and sorted … if you know me, this was truly a miracle. How was it possible to get dinner made, drinks and meds delivered to the appropriate kiddos, take care of that mountain of laundry, and still have any energy left to get tots in bed. Really – a miracle. For this endurance I am grateful.

I know there were other instances of little miracles that kept us going. A friend brought dinner. A friend ran an errand for me. Sisters encouraged and advised.  A mom listened every single day as I gave our daily update, “Well, we’re still alive.” And all the prayers sustained us. I was able to take a nap the past 2 days and it did wonders to rejuvenate me. I’ve had a lingering cough, but never was too sick and delirious. We are blessed.

And yes… we’re gonna make it! I’m feeling encouraged!

p.s. as a sidenote… I’ve been kicking myself and questioning my ability to keep our family healthy. Did we eat too much sugar? Did we not eat enough healthy veggies? Did I not keep surfaces and the air clean enough to kill the germs going around? Should we still get flu shots even if we get sick? I’ve decided definitely YES on that one. Whenever I kick myself about it, I remind myself that I’m honestly trying my best in all these areas. We’re just doing our best… come what may … and try to love it? That sounds hard right now… but I’ll love when we’re all healthy and strong and can dance to silly music again.