Oh. Dear.

After a grueling relapse last night, complete with vomiting all over moi, plus a few rounds of it, and a sleepless night - interspersed with lots of tears and whining, Little Bit woke early and in a foul mood.

However, she's managed to keep a very light and bland diet down. So far, so good.

So this afternoon I was on the phone with Mama. We were making plans for her visit with us this coming weekend and talking about how relieved we were that she was actually going to come since no one else had gotten the bug...

Sister walked in and sat quietly. After I hung up, she said, "I really want Bobo to come, so I didn't want to tell you this, but I feel like I'm going to throw up."

And she did...again...and again...and again...and again...and again...and it continues...

I sent out a text, asking family to pray. Here's what transpired:

MIL: Keep thinking about Sister. Has she thrown up anymore?

Me: Yep...she says she wishes she was dead and doesn't understand why God wants her to go through this.

MIL: That's tough...

Me: She just said, "Actually, I don't wish I was dead because God wants me to go through this, so it's for His purpose and if I was dead, He wouldn't be working His purpose."

MIL: How blessed we are by that little girl!!!...Tell her we love her and are praying for her...

Me: She says she was thinking about Joni and how Joni said she wouldn't trade being able to walk for her relationship with God - that her accident was for His glory and that's how this sickness is...

Wow. Not sure I'd have such a perspective...do have such a perspective. Holding my babies while they throw up isn't on my list of favorite things to do. Not to mention the clean up and attempt at sanitizing. But to think of it in terms of eternity...that the seemingly not-eternal, gross, and less favorable part of life might be honoring to God...that even in this, He is working His purposes...it's a tough pill to swallow.

We're praying the bug is contained with the girls...that it won't make its way through the entire family. We'd love your prayers for that, too.