A Typical Thanksgiving Post

My body has failed me. Not in a major way. In a lot of tiny ways that add up to make me one big pile of mess. DJ gave me his sickness that has been lingering for days. I am now on day 4 of feeling like crud. You know, the day when you think you might be almost done being sick, but you are coughing up so much disgustingness you almost wish for yesterday when you couldn't breathe out of your nose and had itchy eyes. My entire body aches. My hip pain is popping in to say hi. There is an immense amount of pressure in my lower abdomen. I can't sleep. I broke a nail so far down that it started bleeding and I need a band aid. And... I think that may be it. Yup, that is everything.

I guess it is fitting that Thanksgiving is tomorrow. That way I can sit here for a few minutes in all of my miserable-ness and remember exactly why my life is worth living.

10 things I am Thankful for this year

1. A hard working Husband who adores me, even when I bitch at him for letting his alarm go off way too early in the morning and hitting the snooze too many times.
2. My rambunctious toddler who likes to help me do chores around the house, gives me the best hug in the morning, and yells way too much.
3. The small child growing in my uterus. And that my Husband picked a name for her that I like.
4. Food in the fridge every week, even if some days none of it seems appetizing.
5. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. And coconut coffee creamer.
6. My parents, who love me because I am ME, and are more excited to see me than my children (Although they do love DJ a ton, and will love Sabrina just as much).
7. In-laws that don't suck.
8. Friends who care even though it has been forever since we last spoke, and the ones who text me after 2 days of not talking and say "It has been forever! Whatcha doing?"
9. Kitties who snuggle on my pillow at night, and bug me for attention all the time.
10. Being alive to see the sun rise, hear DJ climb out of bed, give my Husband a kiss before he leaves for work, and watch the trees sway in the wind.

I feel more at peace now, after writing out a few things I am thankful for this year. I can face this busy day full of pie making (apple and pumpkin cheesecake), toddler crafting (turkey hand printing), and cleaning (gotta make room in the fridge for the leftovers!). I can hear DJ in his room, playing with a few toys. When he is done, he will knock on the door for me to open it, and our day will officially begin.

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A few days ago, I wrote out a list of things we still need for Sabrina.
A bassinet
Prefold cloth diapers
3 diaper covers
Diaper bag
Baby bath tub
Wash cloths
Baby shampoo
Clothes
Car seat
Light Blankets/Receiving blankets
Girl Boppy cover

The list is pretty short. Which makes me happy, because I can't shake the feeling that she will be here earlier then my due date. How much earlier, I'm not sure. After Christmas, I'm pretty positive. But I'm thinking that come January, I should be prepared to have a baby any minute. I'm torn between dismissing my feeling as paranoia, and listening to that little voice. After all, I did predict when I would go into labor with DJ. Granted, I was in week 37 or 38 when I got the feeling that time, and I knew Tuesday night I was going to go into labor the next day. Anyway, the paranoia won't subside, and it is freaking me out.

DJ is knocking on his door, and so my day begins. Have a great Thanksgiving, everyone!