I am thankful that this is the final post for the 30 Days of Thanks. Some nights it was a bit tough to get into writing, which I’m sure is more than obvious in many of the posts. Some nights were at the end of such a hectic day that it was a bit tough just thinking of something that I was thankful for, let alone staying up long enough to write about it. But I am very glad that I stuck it out. I’m very glad that I took on the project because it forced me to write something, anything, and just like anything else, practice makes perfect. Not only has this project forced me to write a little each day, but it has also forced me into thinking positively. It’s so much easier to come up with something I dislike every day; there’s so much to complain about in this world that being positive can be a chore. I’m sure, though it may be tough, I could keep doing this. And I just might (in my own personal journal that is). After doing the 30 Days, I feel better about a lot of things. There is so much good in my life!
Category Archives: Thankful November
I am thankful for all the help that has been extended to my family recently. There has been an awful lot of craziness; new baby, house remodeling, a ridiculous number of doctor’s visits….and the juggling of three kids under four years can be dizzying. I needed an MRI the other day & a friend readily offered to drive through snow & slush to come & watch my kids. My father spends the whole day in a chilly house putting up drywall in my future bathroom. Hubs & I truly appreciate the help, but we also appreciate the readiness with which friends & relatives offer their help. It is very touching & we feel loved.
I also am thankful for my kids’ help. They seem to have really caught on to all the hecticness that’s been going on & are offering their little hands in assistance. They have been offering to help left & right; making their own beds, boxing up their own toys, and even attempting to wash their own dishes. Their want to help move things along is very sweet.
To everyone who has helped us out, even in the smallest way, THANK YOU!
So there is this holiday party for my husband’s company on Saturday night. I had my third kid about three months ago & I really didn’t want to have to buy another dress. Before I trekked out to the mall, I decided to go ahead & give my closet a shot. Maybe just maybe something I already had would fit. I found two cocktail/party dresses I hadn’t worn before. Both were kinda small; a plain black, short dress & a strange leopard/floral print, short dress. The black one was quite slim, but fit! I was rather impressed with myself. Then I tried on the other one. It also fit. No bulges could be seen. And that’s when my oldest son walked into my room. “Oh mom! I like that dress! It even covers your butt!” he exclaimed excitedly. Gee thanks kid!
Well, thanks to some fabulous genes from my momma, I will be wearing the butt-covering dress & NOT spending any extra money. Joy!
My older son has a PDA, which means that there is a hole at the top of his heart that didn’t close in the first week after his birth. This hole is very important in while in the womb since the lungs are not used. It diverts blood away from the lungs & back to the heart so that it can grow stronger. Just before, or in some cases, just after birth, it closes on it’s own, allowing a normal amount of blood to the lungs. However, sometimes it doesn’t close. This can be a problem since there isn’t enough blood going to my son’s lungs & too much blood going back to the heart, enlarging the left side to be nearly twice the size of the right. You wouldn’t know he has this problem by just looking at him, but if it is not taken care of then he can have all kinds of problems, with the most common being infections of the heart.
His cardiologists have been putting the surgery off since his birth because of how well he is handling it & how strong he is. Since he wasn’t having any complications, they decided to wait until his arteries were larger to pose less of a risk during the surgery. (A catheter will be inserted through the groin & snaked up through the artery to the heart where the device will be implanted to close off the whole. Within six months scar tissue will cover the device & he will be “perfect”.) The bigger the artery, the safer the procedure.
But AM isn’t the only one dealing with the hole in his heart. I have to deal with it too. Even though I know he is just fine, I still think about it every day. I wonder if he feels it, if it slows him down, how big he might be if it wasn’t there. I wonder if while he’s running across the field it will catch up with him mid-step. I just fear. Now that he is three & a half, the doctors feel it is time to do the procedure. I was told that small children recover faster & tend to be less traumatized by the whole ordeal. I agreed. Also, I just want it to be over so I don’t have to think about it anymore.
On Monday morning he will be the only patient the surgeon will see for the day. He’ll be going to Hartford Children’s Medical Hospital super early in the morning to get his heart plugged up. I am a wreck. I’m nervous for him to be under general anesthesia. I’m scared for him to have a device shoved into his heart! But I am so thankful for the hospital staff. They have already taken Hubs & me on a tour & walked us through step by step & room by room. They have called me twice & gone over the procedure, what to do the night before, how to talk to my child about preparing for the procedure. They have dealt with me calling, and calling, and calling back again with questions. They’ve been kind & courteous & completely reassuring through it all. They have been calm & informative. They understand my fear & turn it into knowledge. I am thankful that they are putting up with this worried momma. I am thankful that we have chosen this hospital.
Leftovers are awesome. It’s a practically free, ready made meal just sitting there in some tupperware waiting on a microwave. Sometimes leftovers are even better the next day. Often they are great when added to sandwiches or used to beef up the next night’s meal (I often do this with leftover beans). But sometimes leftovers aren’t so awesome. Sometimes you’ve just got to snack on what you’ve got.
A half dozen doughnuts were brought to our house on Saturday morning as the guys worked on the house next door. But I didn’t exactly want my boys munching on the sugary treats, so after everyone took what they wanted, I stashed the box & the remaining two up on the top of the fridge. Out of sight, out of mind & no whining about it.
And I promptly forgot all about them. That is, until this afternoon when I thought I might starve to death. There’s not much around the house food wise until payday, so my attempts at foraging have been less than fruitful. I hate to say it, but spotting the side of the bright pink box just made my day. I was a little less than enthused to find a single, broken, partially eaten glazed doughnut remaining. Yeah, it was a wee bit stale, insanely sweet, and I’m not entirely sure who was munching on it before me, but it staved off a hunger headache & along with some reheated coffee, I was able to make it through the rest of the afternoon until supper time. Maybe it’s gross, but today I was awfully thankful for that leftover, forgotten doughnut.
I was trying to take a picture of my husband & his awesome beard, but he refused to be photographed with a pleasant face, so…yeah…sorry. No pic.
Anyway…I’m thankful for my husband. He’s perfect for me. He puts up with me. He understands me. He loves me.
But it’s not all about me. He’s a great father, too. The children light up when he comes home & are excited when they get to play with him. He has an excellent reading for voice for bedtime stories. They are such smart & beautiful children, and he’s at least partially responsible for that! I am so thankful that he’s their father.
He’s good with his hands & very creative. He can fix a car, fix a sink, fix a computer. He’s building a new house from the inside out. He can look at an empty room & know exactly how all of our furniture will fit in it without cracking out a tape measure or having to rearrange. He doesn’t even need to glance at the instructions that come with the Ikea furniture. His brain just works that way & mine certainly doesn’t. I am thankful for all of these skills.
I am thankful that I gave him a chance; that I married him & had children with him.. I am thankful that I let myself open up just enough to let this wonderful person in & make my life complete. Hubs, I love you!
Yes, I am still doing this! Just a few more days to go to hit my full 30 days of Thanks…
My family is moving into the house next door because it is bigger than ours. We are currently in a two bedroom & were ecstatic to discover that the neighboring three bedroom was available after RM’s birth. But the thing is, it needs a LOT of work. And we have until December 1st to get it move-in ready. We’re not there yet, but we’re getting there…
The biggest problems with this project is that one, Hubs has to go to work during the week. So that limits how much time he can be building a new house. And two, it’s all coming out of our pocket & we’ll be reimbursed through rent deductions. That means we can only get a limited amount of supplies at a time every two weeks when Hubs gets his paycheck. That has caused a couple of halts already.
BUT! we’ve been blessed with help. My father has been coming almost every weekend for the past month and a half. Just that extra pair of hands has proved to be extremely useful for Hubs. Also, Hubs’ step-father has come up from Florida to stay with us for two weeks to do work during the day while Martin is at a his day job. I’m sure that has saved us a few weeks worth. I know that if it weren’t for these men taking the time to help us out as intensely as they have for the past many weeks we would certainly not be making our deadline.