I am thankful for the new stretch marks I found last night, because having them means that I have a sweet BIG little baby growing inside me.
I am thankful that even though my coat doesn't zip comfortably anymore it still keeps me warm.
I am thankful that even though I hate cleaning my house for company - it does mean that I get to enjoy a clean house for a few days while I fool people into thinking I am not a direct descendant of pigpen.
I am thankful that my husband still has work - even if I wish he could blow things off some days and just help me out with errands, doctors appointments and cleaning the shower.
I am thankful that I have friends that disagree with me because it helps me think critically and appreciate other viewpoints.
I am thankful that we don't have TV because otherwise my child would be a couch potato.
I am thankful that my child is more comfortable being left in a strange place, alone, with toys than he is to be left in a familiar place, with a safe teacher and other kids. He is shy - and that's okay. It means he won't learn other kids' bad habits as quickly.
I am thankful that I have things to be thankful for. (And I am thankful that my grammar is not graded when blog posting.)
Happy Turkey Day!