Rollercoaster Weekend

So this weekend was the Godzone Sleepover Weekend (yep that's right, all capitals...) and this is one of my favourite weekends! Full of fun with lovely kids at church playing silly games, learning more about God and generally exhausting ourselves for the Lord!

However I didn't really sleep Friday night and woke up with a stomachache...I told myself that it was just hunger because I hadn't eaten much on Friday and so I had some toast, followed by a Mcdonalds breakfast with PJ, Little Miss Ross and Mister Ross and headed to church to start the day.
The morning consisted of kids arriving, making a cool craft and the kids doing a bible study whilst we set up for lunch. (oh and brought expensive milk!)
By lunchtime my stomach was hurting again...decided it was probably just stomachache so ate a little bit of lunch.

The afternoon began with a brilliant widegame...teenagers dressed as ninjas, bikers and grannies (not for any reason, just for fun...I wore a cape!) and the kids having fun running around trying to find us. My stomach was still hurting so I just chilled out in one place!
Following this we had a brilliant time teaching the kids about prophesy which involved us as leaders and them as kids all praying for each other and receiving words from God...it was such a blessing to see the kids praying for each other and getting pictures/words.

Then came the party- 19 kids became 64 kids and I rushed around doing several different things without really doing much!
Dinner came and nothing really appealled to me...stomachache meaning that I only fancied eating oranges, carrots and some bread...had some medicine and realised that I was starting to feel worse...told myself it was just a stomachache, probably tiredness too, and went off to do 3 puppet sketches and a load of actions at the front of the party!

The other kids left and we took the sleepover kids over to set up their beds, I headed up the girls room and had fun getting the girls all ready before the film.
Off to the film...I got the kids all settled before going into the kitchen to help with tea...except the smell of food just made me feel worse....maybe a sit down...wow I really was starting to feel bad...
Found Mum and she sat me down, got me to just stop for a minute...it helped, I felt a bit better. Except then I moved...ah then I felt bad again...deep breaths...smell of food making me feel worse...Mum gently suggested that maybe I shouldn't stay over...I reluctantly agreed and then cried.
Mum took me home.

I hated leaving, I wanted to stay, I wanted to join in with expensive milk and putting the girls to bed and the morning service and everything.

Even as I went home I told myself, and Mum, that it was just tiredness and that I would feel better once I got home and that I should be staying...



At 1am as I threw up multiple times I acknowledged that maybe I was actually ill :(


I'm glad I wasn't sick at church and that I didn't get the kids sick either.
I wish I could've been there to enjoy the whole experience but there's always next year.
I have absolutely no idea how I got through yesterday.
I have absolutely no idea how I'm going to get through this week.

I do know that I need to go sleep and that it's not in my hands anyway...thankfully I implicitly trust His hands and I'm going to try and leave my worries with Him.
Much love xxx