The Day before Thanksgiving.
I am sitting down to type with my son trying to attack me with a piece of bridge that goes to a train set. Libby is exhausted from having waken up way too early for the past several days is attempting a nap but is failing miserably. And I am sitting here in a t-shirt and sweat pants and a pounding headache and thinking, "Oh no, Thanksgiving is tomorrrow." I told myself this year that I would insist on NOT making pies. I mean heck, I was already making the full-on dinner right? Well, there was nothing frozen to buy except for mince pie- yeck. So instead I am making my brother his pumpkin pie, and deep dish apple pie, and I did find a pecan pie to purchase in addition to a cheesecake. And how many of us are there eating this dinner... 6 adults. Yeah, lots of pie. It's a good thing I invited my friend and her husband and two children over for coffee and dessert.
My parents and my brother and his girlfriend and driving up today. The list is mounting in my head of what "must" be done. Vaccuuming. Dishes. Making pies. making dinner for tonight (black bean and spinach lasagna... my absolute favorite). making make-ahead french toast so I don't need to make breakfast tomorrow. Oh, yeah, and packing and sorting. And some cleaning. And keeping sane with two very crazy children today.
I keep losing weight and last night I broke out with a rash on my chest and tummy. My friend told me she thinks it's the stress. I think she's right. We're moving everything out by next Friday but we still don't have a new place to live and we're not sure where we're putting this stuff. It's the stuff that nightmares are made of.
Did you notice in the above paragraph I used the word tummy? Am I a mom or what?
for some good news: Mike think he did well on his recent Hebrew super quiz (which is really a nice way of saying test). Libby has put her potty in the potty twice. Samuel is really beginning to walk. I haven't had a melt down so far and I have had a friend help me pack almost all day yesterday and came over again at night to help me pack... and we did have a cheesecake with fresh rasberries and drizzled dark chocolate break :)
My e-mail is acting funky again and it won't let me check it. Hmmm. What's up with that? Well, I'm off to take some 8 hr. Tylenol and eat breakfast- no wonder I'm feeling crazy... it's after 11 and I still haven't eaten anything!
Hope your Wednesday is peaceful and relaxing and not to crazy with traveling or cooking or solving the world's problems. Take time to think of what your thankful for... I'm going to list some right now for myself...
1.) A loving God and Savior who is continuing to redeem me in the midst of all my imperfections and brokenness.
2.) A husband who is the best in the world and the most caring, compassionate, and sexy man I have ever known!
3.) 3 beautiful kids. Two that I can physically hug and kiss and one that I carry with me everywhere :)
4.) Running, clean water. Food in my cupboard. A roof over my head. Clothes. A car that works.
5.) Relationships. With my family. With my friends. With other believers.
6.) Church, caregroup, and women's Bible study.
7.) Trader Joe's, Target, and Starbucks.
8.) Medical care and therapy for Samuel.
9.) Books. Being literate.
10.) My Mac and internet.
11.) Libby's school.
12.) My Philly friends: Tosha and Sonya.
13.) Being pregnant.
14.) The Bible.
15.) Pickles. Blintzes. Burger King's 99 cent junior whoppers. Oranges. All the things I've been craving this pregnancy.
16.) My health.
17.) Soaks in a tub. Painting your nails. Hot water bottles. Massages.
18.) Birthday Parties.
19.) Classic Movies old and new.
20.) Veggie Tales