Tough Going

We seem to be entering one of those times in life when you feel like you're going to get buried by it all.

My grandmother, Memaw, is back in the hospital.  She's not been able to eat or drink the last couple of days.  Hopefully they'll be able to do some tests today and find out what's going on.

DeAnne's grandmother, Nanny, still isn't doing well either.  She's in the Opp nursing home right now but they want to move her to Andalusia for rehab.  They can't move her though because she's not even got the strength to stand up right now.

On top of all the sickness, DeAnne's class is still going strong and she's getting close to the point of getting behind on things.  On my end, the yard work that needs doing is starting to pile up.  Bushes need trimming, grass needs cutting and pine straw needs spreading.  Then of course, there's the baby preparations.  We still don't have the nursery cleaned out.  The furniture is supposed to be in at the end of the month and we've got to get the hutch and my old toy chest cleaned out and moved along with a pile of other things that need to be put away.

As much as I feel threatened by all of this, I know that we're going to be fine.  We're going to be fine because the Lord is in control and I'm trusting in Him to guide us through all of this.  Really, this is probably one of the greatest times of our lives.  Harrison is a blessing that neither of us can give enough thanks for and he's not even here yet.  Things are crazy and things are busy and our families are hurting from sickness, but how blessed are we that we have these problems and yet know that the Lord is in control and He will guide us through them.

--Paul