30 Days of Thankful: Day 30

I am going to just be honest: I am sort of exhausted from all of the thankfulness. How terrible is that? I want to wallow. This week has been hard. I am absolutely and completely exhausted. Teething is stupid, and these dumb first teeth are being really mean to Kinsey. Just come up already! Bust through that gum! WE WANT TO SLEEP!

So, yes. I am a bit crabby. But, when I look back on the last 30 days, I get this feeling of fullness. It was challenging to take a time out each day, and turn whatever hand I was dealt and make it about something different. I have found the value in counting my blessings.

I am thankful.


And choosing to be thankful, intentionally deciding to take pause, has been such a beautiful thing.

My daughter will be 9 months tomorrow, and I learned in the last 30 days that if I don’t stop and intentionally be still, this time will pass us by. I am still in disbelief that I gave birth 9 months ago. It goes by too fast. I am happy that I took the last 30 days to remember that. The hard stuff pales in comparison to the blessings.

I’d love to stick around and chat, but Kinsey is trying to crawl underneath the ottoman and it really isn’t working out too well for her.




30 Days of Thankful: Day 29

Tomorrow is the last day of my 30 days of thankful experiment. It has been both rewarding and challenging. It has forced me to change my attitude, and ultimately, I felt incredibly convicted by how often I take things for granted.

Thank you blog readers for letting me use this space to brag about my blessings. I know that this is my corner of the internets, and while I loved sharing my 30 Days of Thankful experiment, I did sort of miss blogging about other things. I hope that my fight to stay positive and approach my days with a thankful heart has encouraged you to do the same–not just in the month of November, but every single day.


Day 29:

I am thankful for an ‘almost’ full night of sleep. A big improvement over the night before.

Thankful for my Mom friends–we had coffee this morning and updated each other on life, and I am always reminded of how blessed I am to know so many women who are in the same stage of life as I am.

Thankful that I am almost done with my first semester of graduate school. I am looking forward to my holiday break, and am really proud of the work that I’ve accomplished in my classes thus far. 

I am immensely blessed by my husband. He has given me lots of hugs and done a lot of dishes this week so that I can relax a bit after my exhausting days with our crazy little girl. And, when I went to bed at 9:00 last night, he didn’t even make fun of me. 

It is almost the weekend–and I love nothing more than spending precious time with my family. 



30 Days of Thankful: Day 28 Perspective

I got about 4 hours of sleep last night. Maybe. Possibly 3 hours. I laid down in bed and just felt like it was going to be a rough night. I think Mom’s know what I am talking about. It is in the air or something, but your body is on high alert, feeling like an unexpected wake-up will be entirely expected. It took be over an hour to settle my mind and body down, and then I was in that light sleep–the kind where if you are woken from it you know that it was maybe only 15 minutes, and then Kinsey started screaming bloody murder. This was our night. I couldn’t leave her to scream her head off–so I went in rocked her, and she just grabbed me tightly. She drifted back into a deep sleep, and I set her down, managed to fall back asleep only to be woken up an hour later. Then, 2 hours later, then, 1 hour later, and so my night continued in this sort of fashion. I gave her more ibuprofen around 3am, and she slept until 6. My body couldn’t rest in between the wakes because usually by the 2nd or 3rd time, it just gives up. So, I am dragging today. Kinsey is definitely cutting a tooth, and I am hoping that it continues to come through and doesn’t go back down like an asshole, because I just can’t take it. I started to hallucinate a bit. I thought I heard someone frantically knocking at our door, which always creeps me out, and so I went and checked and of course no one was there. I had dreams about Kinsey waking up with a mouth full of teeth, and then we had to take her to the doctor where they decided to pull half of them out because it was too many.

Yeah…I need some sleep I think.

So, the kiddo and I went for a walk to Starbucks this morning. I stretched it out a bit, and took the long way home. I fought hard for a 30 minute nap, and am feeling a bit defeated. But, she is in the corner of the living room thrashing her toys on the ground to make noise and every so often she turns around, steps up and grabs Franny’s foot. It is pretty cutes.

My sister was driving from Atlanta to Montgomery yesterday–she had flown to Ohio for a doctor’s appointment (they are in Alabama for 8 weeks) and was on her way back. A deer hit her car. She was driving, and it just ran at her car, and thankfully hit the back and she had the cruise control on, preventing her from stopping too quickly, which would have been a really bad situation. She is pregnant with twins. My heart hurt thinking about what could have happened. Then, I talked to her on the phone and apparently around the same time that the deer hit her car, my nephew fell off the couch and got a concussion. So, she spent the night in his bed, waking him up every few hours to check on him.

Her day yesterday, puts my day into perspective. I am thankful that she is ok. Thankful that the little baby boys growing in her belly are safe and healthy. I am thankful that my nephew is alright, though he doesn’t remember what he did yesterday. My daughter cutting teeth seems pretty insignificant in comparison.