Thank you, thank you

I am wide awake at 5:00 in the morning, I can't sleep. I am thinking about an ongoing agruement I had with chloe last night. She can't eat, just drink, she was crying. She is hungry. I was trying to explain to her over and over if she drank a big glass of soda, or fruit punch it would help her tummy fell a little full. She yelled at me and said "I can't drink a whole thing of soda mom." I continued to tell her that if she would just drink it would help her fell better. She had the same response. I tried to reason with her. At least you can drink, I told her. She didn't want to hear it. She cried. Then I think what more would my seven year old have to go through. My thoughts turn to others we have met here and conversations we have with other parents struggling with similar situations, and I take a block of their strength and add it to my own. I think of support of loved ones of family and friends who pray and help out anyway they can, I add a block of that one to mine. I think of nurses here who say your great parents, you are doing a great job and I add block. I think of a wonderful husband who is so loving and supportive, I can add another block. I pray, and add another block. Then I think, ok, I can help my seven year old get through this. It helps my family get through this. So to all those who have added blocks to my life, to help me and my family, I say thank you.