I and my family have been hit with none other than - the swine flu. Yes, it's true. It knocked me down, chewed me up and spat me out. First, my son - the soldier... that was very worrisome. Then, me and now, I think it might be my husband's turn. It's a really tough flu. We felt awful. Really, really horrible.

Then the fever broke (several days later), and I am weak, but here I am - Thank G-d. You know what was the worst part of it? The worry.

I missed a very important conference and I really wanted to be there. I though it was really a crucial step to my work here, in Israel. I hope it won't affect my work negatively! If I had gone (Advil pumped) there were may people who could have been exposed to the illness. And just because I do not advise the H1N1 vaccine for pregnant women, doesn't mean I don't worry for them if they get it!

So I stayed home, slept, and thought about my plan and G-d's plan. We weren't on the same page. So I sigh, accept it and got better anyways! It's a lesson in humility. NO matter how we plan, I eat well, take vitamins, walk regularly, find some "me time" and all... it still didn't prevent the flu from getting me, when I least wanted it! Sometimes we just have to accept what it is.

It works that way in the road to parenting, we plan, prepare, pray, hope. If the outcome isn't exactly as we pictured it, by no fault of our own, we have to know that we did the best we humanly could and the rest is in Hands of Heaven.