With Thanksgiving now about 20 minutes away, and our alarm clock going off in 6 hours so we can beat traffic and get out of town . . . I lay here, wide awake.
Not thinking about my to do list or how tired I am. Not thinking about weight gain or our new son's name.
I am thinking of how thankful I am. Thankful for this pregnancy. Thankful that my husband and I found our way through a very dark start to the year. Thankful that the pain of my life 12 months ago is moving further into my past. Thankful, ETERNALLY thankful, for the love and support I have been shown in the last year - by the closest of friends and relative internet strangers alike. Thankful for a healthy and perfect 3 year old son.
If you have been a part of my life in the past year - thank you. Thank you for everything. My lowest lows and highest highs have all been shared here, and while it may just be a miscarriage/pregnancy blog to most of you - this has been my safe place and my sanity more times than I can recall.
It's been a hard year. It's been a long year. But my family and I have made it through. And we are so so very thankful.
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