In my blog reader (which is actually a Firefox plug-in called Sage which manages RSS feeds), there is a blog which, every time I click it, I think, “If she’s blogging about her oldest child’s health again, I’m not going to read it.” I even went so far as to wonder if she had Munchausen by proxy because though she has a number of kids, each blog post is fully about some aspect of one of her child”s illness, or if the post is about something else entirely, she will, no doubt, allude to it. She’ll even post multiple times in one day, never neglecting to write about some aspect of the illness.
Makes me think, yet again, that God has an ironic sense of humor. Because, guess what? I have been so very overwhelmed by Fiala’s health issues that, even though there are a great many other things occurring in our lives, and even though I have four other kids, it’s all I can do to NOT write about the minutiae of her own illnesses.
Oh, the humility. The act of being humbled, yet again, by parenting… seeing, yet again, some aspect of which I’ve stood in judgment of others, come and whop me upside the head in a remarkably similar fashion, and I find myself acting in the very same manner which I had scorned in someone else.
So, please be informed that I’m resisting the urge to blog yet another update about Fiala.
P.S. I’m aware that this post places my attitudes in a most unflattering light, but I felt the need to confess. Also, I don’t think said blogger has ever visited my blog, nor is she on my blogroll, so if you’re thinking, “I think she means me!” you can be assured that I’m not referring to you.