Wednesday, November 23

Thanksgiving Eve

Today has been one of those days. You were fussy and teething, frustrated with me asking if you need to go potty every 5 minutes. I was frustrated with myself for seemingly not doing anything right in "mommy and wife world". The dog wouldn't stop barking. You spilt red Gatorade on my white comforter. I have been super sick all day. You peed on my brand new Christmas decoration that was laying on the floor. You won't eat anything (teething)...you see the pattern. But we got through the day. Me and you, a crazy mess of a team, we got through it, and there will be millions more, with you and a new little brother. 

Our beautiful chaos.

Tonight after daddy went and got supper, and returned with flowers to cheer mommies "no good, very bad day" attitude, he gave you a bath and read you who knows how many stories. God bless him. I stepped straight into the bath and sat, deflating from the insane day, and trying to get all my contractions to stop. Once I had five minutes to breathe, I decided that it really wasn't that bad of a day at all. That is about how long it takes me to laugh off the seemingly disastrous events, and realize how much I love this.  I sat there thinking of this life that I live each day and how amazingly grateful I am that I even have the chance to be a mother and a wife with a roof over my head and love in my life.

And here I sit again on the eve of Thanksgiving listening to music and thinking about everything and getting lost into nothing.

We have so much to be thankful for in our little world, in our big world. I tell you how much I love you every day, we redden your cheeks with kisses, we giggle and cry and get annoyed with each other (in our owns ways ;) ). We go through these days with such quickness and as much as I try to soak it all in, it is impossible to take it all in.

The beautiful life that you are and soul that you have. I am thankful for that. 
The sweet love that your daddy has for you, and his constant request of kisses from you. I am thankful for him.
The growing life that we will wrap with warmth and love in just a matter of weeks. I am so very thankful for the chance to be a momma all over again.
Your strong bond with your grammy and grandaddy, and her patience to read you stories over the phone when you cry for her. I am so grateful for them.
The way you say the entire blessing at dinner, by yourself and want us to all have our eyes closed. I praise God for this. I am so grateful for Him.

Bless you my sweet thing, I am ever so thankful for our crazy, simply, lovely little life. 

Here is a song I listen to all the time, and every time I hear it I think of you.

Taylor Swift, Never Grow Up

Your little hands wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light

To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have, honey
If you could stay like that

Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple

I won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heart
No, no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up

You're in the car on the way to the movies
And you're mortified your mom's dropping you off
At 14, there's just so much you can't do
And you can't wait to move out someday and call your own shots

But don't make her drop you off around the block
Remember that she's getting older, too
And don't lose the way that you dance around
In your PJs getting ready for school

Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh, darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up