I was really sick on Christmas. Like the kind of sick where you know the only thing that is going to make you feel better, is throwing up. My parents came to our house in the morning and we opened gifts and ate breakfast. Well I pushed mine around on the plate.
We then proceeded over to the in laws house where they had their annual feast. It was gorgeous. Prime rib, salad, baked potatoes, sauteed mushrooms, garlic bread, etc. I wanted to eat so badly but everything in my body was against that notion. I sat and smelled and watched as everyone devoured their food. It was torture. I moved over onto the couch and eventually fell asleep. When I woke up I smelled onions. Awful, strong, pungent onions. I moved into the kitchen to get away from the smell. Low and behold their was a huge bowl of them right in front of me and I had to run to the bathroom where I finally threw up.
Phew. I finally felt a little bit better. I made my way outside for some cooler air and sat and visited for about 30 min. Went back inside to warm up again and then we finally went home. That was without a doubt the longest Christmas I have ever had. I am really glad that it's over.
The next day I felt so much better. Only a touch of nausea and I was able to go to work at night and get everything done! I am so grateful for answered prayers. The whole time I was walking around my job last night I was saying a silent prayer that I would be able to do my job well and that everyone would be happy with my work. This job has been such a blessing financially and now that we expecting another baby, that money is going to become even more important.
I'm excited for what the New Year holds for our family. We have been so blessed and I know that blessing always come after the trials of our faith. My mom gave me a new sign to hang on my wall. (I have a serious thing for signs) It says, " If you have faith in God, then you need to have faith in His timing. Elder Neal A. Maxwell". That statement could not be more poignant. Happy New Year!!!
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