Grateful

There are things in life that make me want to stomp my feet, throw my body to the floor, and pull my hair while screaming "NO FAIR! NO FAIR!"

I have been put in my place twice in the past week. The first was last Thursday at the OB office for a BP check. Jack was being incredibly well behaved, enjoying his juice and goldfish and playing with the germy office toys. I texted Todd about my 45 minute wait and how displeased I was considering I have a toddler, and it's not like I'm here for anything big so why can't they just get me back already?

And then? I got to put my foot in my mouth. A woman walked in with 4 kids, pregnant with her 5th and she was about as far along as I am. Her two youngest sat and played with Jack. Between our 5 kids, we were the worst birth control ever. Her little ginger baby and my sweet boy played quietly with the boy's older sister. They snacked, the other mom and I chatted about the fantastic invention that is food in a pouch, and I was humbled.

After Nina scared the crap out of me on Tuesday morning and I left the hospital with an active baby and good health I received some additional bad news that I'm not yet ready to share it online (and might not, as it is not my news to share). To my loyal readers: my babies, my husband, and myself are all doing well.

I realize I complain a lot here, and at life in general. I am a pessimistic optimist. I work my feelings out through my words. I view blogging, and  in general writing, as a way to release my negative emotions. It balances me so that I can focus on spending time with my son without negative thoughts swirling around in my head. When I get rid of the negativity through written words, I find I'm able to focus. I apologize if y'all are sick of hearing about my misery. That's why I quit updating on Facebook and switched my outlet to my blog.

However, I'm not going to complain today. I'm going to list a few things I'm thankful for:

1) I am thankful for my husband. He is my rock, my best friend, and often times my only outlet when I have things I just don't feel comfortable posting here. He encourages me in whatever random crap I decide I want done and always supports me. He provides for our family, allowing me to stay home and raise Jack. He respects that being a stay at home mom isn't easy and doesn't envy that I get paid in poopy diapers.

2) I am thankful for my friends. I have a few good friends who I can share anything with. That kind of trust is hard to come by.

3) I am thankful for my children. Jack has turned out to be such an awesome kid that every night Todd and I reflect on how the hell we're doing it right. Because obviously kids don't just turn out to be incredible on their own. We HAVE to have something to do with it, right? (btw, we're preparing ourselves for a "normal" child in Nina. One that cries, and poops constantly, and whose first word is bound to be "mine!" or "NO!")

4) and of course, I am thankful for my family. I think it goes without saying that without family, you've got nothing. I don't know where I'd be without their support.

Yes, this post is sappy and lacks my witty sarcasm. I will return to complaining and sarcasm tomorrow. Maybe.