Saturday, November 22, 2008

Saturday is a Special Day of Gratitude

On this blustery day, I am grateful for

1. Sprinkles! I was able to go to a baby shower, albeit not a full-blown one (hence a "Sprinkle" vs a "Shower"); it was more a super-fun get-together with friends in which we ate super fab food and celebrated the fact that "one of us" had a beautiful baby boy! Wahoo! Thanks to Kristan, for birthing Mason and thanks to Adrienne and Daisie for the hostessing, food and food! It's good to be with the girls.

2. Urgent care! Miss Q has been acting quite unlike herself (if you want to call shrieking painfully, and sleeping only a few hours at a time "unlike herself," which I do) and I couldn't figure out what was wrong. It must be an ear infection, or so I thought; however, the doctor said everything was hunky dorey. Phoeey! But, at least she doesn't have any plague or bacterial infection, and I'm grateful for a place to take my baby to on a Saturday that, though unable to identify the ailment, can at least rule some things out.

3. Feeling Raw with Flakey Scalp. After taking my poor shrieking infant to the doctor and arriving to the Sprinkle, I just felt emotionally worn. I felt raw on the inside and had to work to fight the crazies just a little more than normal. I still want to just burst into tears, and for no good reason. This must be hormonal...that's the only thing I can think of. I hate feeling this way, though, because then I get all grousy and blame-y and I'm not my best self and, then, to make matters worse, I have dandruff. Cursed winter weather!!!! Arghe. So, then you ask, why am I grateful for this? Well...I guess because when I don't feel like this, I really don't. I mean, I don't often feel this way and I'm grateful for that. And the dandruff...well, um...I'm grateful because it means I have a head atop my neck, which means I'm alive, which means that on a different day I won't feel raw and will know that I don't feel emotionally spent because I know what it feels like to be emotionally spent! Or something like that. And because I keep reading these gratitude quotes, so I know that even the weird times of life are to be thanked, because it means that you have happier times in which to compare. That and I already have the shampoo.

What we're really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving? ~Erma Bombeck, "No One Diets on Thanksgiving," 26 November 1981


Katie said...

Oh, my friend, I hope everything's OK with Miss Q. Have I mentioned that I really admire you? As I admire all mothers who are just amazing to not only deal with their own emotional drama, but the drama of children and a husband as well. You are awesome!

Madelyn said...

Oh man I wish I could have Sprinkled with you guys. I miss you all! Dandruff beats lice any day eh?

Adrienne said...

It was SO necessary to have you there! I'm so glad you came. Oh that perfect crappity storm of pregger/nursing hormones and the onset of cold, dry weather. I always have my kids in winter, and it's like I'm a horrible version of 15 again. Oily scalp one day (like OILY GROSS), dandruff the next. What flipping gives?! So you are not alone, my friend.