Ordinary

Yesterday was so ordinary. I did 2 loads of laundry and got school done with my girls. I made lunch and a few phone calls and played a game in the afternoon with the girls. Later in the afternoon we walked to the playground and they met up with some neighborhood friends. They stayed outside playing until 8pm.. I didn't say no when they asked if they could go over to the friends backyard at 7pm. I didn't call them in for dinner. When they came in I fed them.
Yesterday there were no doctors appointments, no moaning uncomfortable baby, no girls who were too tired, no daughter who couldn't eat or drink because her throat hurt.
Yesterday everyone was healthy. The real kind of healthy, the kind you learn to grab onto around here. Grab it and run it into the ground even if it means playing outside right through dinner.
Today brings a GI appt., Tomas' liver and glucose levels still aren't right. Then later I meet with the nutritionist and dietitian to plan a diet now that his gallbladder is gone.
He is doing so well. NONE of the things I feared came to pass. From the small (losing ground physically) to the large (not going to say it out loud), it all stayed away.
I am very grateful, and overjoyed that the surgery is done and it was easy. But I would have been grateful had it not gone well. God blessed us with this baby, highs and lows, good and bad, and every day in between. That is why yesterday was an ordinary miracle. God, forgive me for all the ones I never noticed before!