
Yup there she is-hooked up to an EGK monitor at Primary Children's hospital. As you can see by the cheesy-ness of her smile she is back to normal but it was a bit scary earlier this morning.
She woke up, got ready for school and as we were practicing piano she had trouble playing. She couldn't use her right hand as it had tightened up, she began to drool and then she completely blanked-She had a seizure. I called Jim into the room and he knew right away she was having a seizure (she has had them in the past but the last one was 6 years ago) She was out of the seizure and back to practicing before he got dressed to take her to the hospital.
We spent the greater part of the day at Primary's, watched some TV in the room, played around with all of the gadgets and thought of pranks we could pull on the Dr's when they came back to the room.
Kirst was a trooper and did so well and Jim-ahh geez what a great man! Reason #1,298 that I love him: he handles stressful situations with such finesse. He took charge and knew exactly what to do and say once we arrived at Primary's. I love that I have confidence in him and that I can count on him when it really matters most.
Since marrying Jim and assuming responsibility for the girls I have often wondered/doubted in my ability to love these girls. "Could I love them like a mother does?" "Will I be able to care for them like Michelle would?" and I have been praying to love them like a mother should.
Today, for me was real and I felt like a mother as I watched Kirsten struggle and saw the fear in her big green eyes as she wondered what was happening . I worried for Anna who wears her heart on her sleeve and I know is scared for her little sister and the emotions of 6 years ago could be resurfacing. The Lord has answered my prayers. Today I shed the tears of a mother as I worried for my girls- oh how I love them. My prayers have not been in vain and to think that I have been entrusted with these precious souls. And with that love comes the weight of responsibility of a mother, that all consuming worry of "will they be all right?" Wow