I’ve finally given up pretending I’m a super woman and fighting my body. I’m on the third day of my sick leave and I feel better.
Last night, I prayed with Jamaine asking Jesus to make me well. I asked the same thing last week but I guess He was trying to tell me I really needed to get some rest.
When I woke up this morning, there was a certain calm in my chest, something I haven’t had since last week. My coughs have been few and far between.
Although sometimes I still get violent coughs when I exert too much energy, like when both my girls ask to be carried at the same time. My babies call it “dalawang angels,” and it’s a request I often can’t refuse. Much as I would like to have complete bed rest, my girls still want to hang around with me all the time and rest becomes out of the question.
They like it that I’m home. I like it that I’m home too. There’s still a huge part of me that wants to work from home. But that will have to wait until I make my little project work.
I guess I’ll surrender that plan to Him too and we’ll see how it goes.
Have a great weekend!