Sick daughter and husband

Ever since we have come home from America Ame has been sick. She got the stomach flu the first week back,  so that + jet lag = a nasty combination. She will have one day of feeling better and then poof, teething enters. She has had some pretty high fevers leading to some very stressful days. I went running through the streets of Basel one day to get to her Doctor before he closed. I was greeted by the nurse who swiftly told me to calm down and take a seat. I had already called Andy and I knew he was on his way. Unfortunately though tears don't stop when Andy comes, they start flowing, and nothing I can do will stop them. I don't know what it is, I do it whenever my Dad enters a situation too. I could have been fine for hours but the second my Dad walks in to save the day I start literally weeping. Ha. Must be that I feel so protected by the 2 men in my life. Knowing that I can let all my walls down and be safe in their arms. Knowing there is absolutely no judgement at all. I can just be me. It is great when I am at home but not in a Swiss Dr's office. The Swiss are very conservative and would never cry in front of others. So, here the crazy thing we call life becomes,  my 7 month old screaming daughter, and her crazy English speaking mother trying to make sense of what is wrong with my girl. Why is she such a mess? The nurse ever so politely told me to stop crying. She said baby should never see me cry. I understand her point, and normally I would never cry in front of her. Unless I am leaving my family behind in America, then there is no chance. Sorry Ame. It was my first hand of bad child sickness and I was just not equipped. Well I was because I have Jesus to help me, but I did feel alone. I am supposed to make her better and I couldn't. Anyway Dr. Hertz gave us medication for her teething-stomach bug pain and we were on our way home. 

This was about 2 weeks ago and every day is different with her. One day she is giggling uncontrollably and the next she is crying and shaking. It sure has taught me to not take her healthy happy days for granted. When she is sick I realize how amazing of a baby I have. She is always content and CHILL. I am blessed. Andy has now been sick for a WEEK. This never happens. He always gets sick for 24 hours and sleeps those 24 hours ( Great for the Mother) and it is gone after that. Not this time. Not the time when Ame is extremely sick. All I can say is I have been tested. I have had to pray so many prayers to God. How can I do this? I want to be patient with Andy but really, he is sleeping again?? I have to do everything, seriously???? I have a clingy daughter who will not be put done. All. Day. and a husband that moans every 10 minutes and says how tired he is. It is a lot of fun. I always pray for God to show me perspective. And boy does He ever. I think about people with daily illnesses. Illnesses that never go away. I think of my amazing cousin Adam who lives with a disease. Ashley and Adam have to pick up the pieces daily and deal with this. Throughout this experience it has made me so thankful for my circumstances. SO thankful I don't have a baby in the cancer unit. So thankful my husband will get cured of this soon. My patience has been tested every single moment but this journey has allowed me to see so much more. God brings us to the hard places because he wants us to rely on him. Did he think I would call on Him this much? Ha, jk. I know He is delighted.