A year and a half ago, our family was evacuated out of the house due to mold. We had been in Savannah because Myah, at nine months old, had surgery to open up her tear ducts. A week before that, we had the house tested for mold. We received a phone call, right before heading back to St. Simons. The mold was so bad that we were told that we couldn't go back to the house. The mold was saturated in the house, and EVERYTHING would have to be cleaned. The carpet would be ripped out, and a wall would be torn down to clean the mold that was in the wall that was connected to four rooms in our house. Not to mention the worst kind of mold, that is very harmful to children, was growing underneath our kitchen sink! I had to go in the house to get clothes, and anything that we saw as valuable, and were afraid might get lost in all the moving and boxing. But this time when I went in the house, I wore a mask and gloves to help lessen the exposure of more mold spores. Everything that I took out of the house had to be cleaned with a bleach solution. I'll never forget how crazy it felt to walk through my house, with a mask and gloves on, when only a couple days before we were living in it!!!
Both Noah and Myah had colds at two weeks old ,and I just couldn't figure out why they were getting sick so easily. We were home a lot, and the chances of them being exposed to outside germs were slim. But little did I know that it was all those mold spores in our house that they were breathing in, that was causing all that respiratory sickness. We were out of the house for 9 weeks!!! It felt like eternity!!! I wish I could say that when we moved back in, I could relax and enjoy my nice, clean, mold free house. But who could enjoy it when your house is full of boxes of your stuff that someone else packed for you! It was so hard having to put my house back together with my two year old and one year old. Not to mention the fact that Adam had already started summer camps and I was pretty much on my own.
But the Lord showed me a lot about my self. It is amazing to see just how transparent your heart becomes when you are placed in trials and tribulations. It really wouldn't have been a big deal at all, if I didn't have any kids. But the stress I saw them go through was so out of my control ,and very heart breaking. Not to mention we had to move three different times with in those nine weeks. From the very beginning though, I tried to take control and make things better, for my kids. When I should have prayed fervently, asking God to take control of my heart, mind and soul. Praying that He would be glorified in me. That my light and life would shine brighter through this dark time.
Today, I packed up my family and came to my parent's house. The floors in our living room and dining room had shown some water damage that was coming from underneath and behind the wall. As the flooring guys pulled up the floor today, the moldy musky smell filled the room. We have no idea how long the water has been leaking. And it was the same place where the water leak and mold had been before. We really don't know how bad ,or if it's bad, but I had to get the kids out of the house, because I just didn't want them breathing that moldy air again. It may only take a couple of days to clean it up, that's what I am praying for. Or it might take more than a couple of days. But one thing is for sure, before I packed the bags, Adam and I prayed that God would give us peace, and be glorified in our hearts, minds, and attitudes as we deal with the uncertainty of what is. I know that He is in control and that He is the one taking care of my family!!!
