Thanksgiving

Ms. Lora out!
I am officially on Thanksgiving break. The next week of my life shall consist of, a doctors appointments (ah, infertility), lots of time in the car, family, friends, time spent in a flour covered apron baking, Black Fridaying (on Friday of course not Thursday) and of course lots and lots of food! I can already see the days passing far to quickly. It should be nothing shy of a wonderful week. I'm very glad people took to the fist post, lucky you guys because my butt is planted in my recliner for the night by the fire Taylor built me before he left for his night shift so you get a pre-Thanksgiving post :)

This month all over facebook including my own there have been post of thanks. I've done this every year for a few years now and always start to run short towards the end but this year I've found there are not enough days! My family, my friends, my virtual support group, my babies (puppies), the super awesome kids in my life, my material possessions and home. I could go on all night and tell you about all the points in my life that I happen to find wonderful. I know I am a very lucky lady.

I feel like my marriage though I've rewordedly been thankful for it numerous times on my facebook really deserves a shout out. Because while as Thanksgiving comes upon us we are childless so many people are alone. Every step of the way he holds my hand, every mood swing he deals with with kindness and understanding, he lets the house stay cold to get me through hot flashes, because as often as I put on the "Positive, we've got this, God is on our side" face there are some not pretty parts to this story. And he's there with never changing love. After all the family leaves, the parties die down and the decorations go back in the attic it's us, the best part of my life and I'm thankful for him every day, every month.

This year I come into the holiday season with a new mind set and new knowledge. My excitement for the memories I will share with my future children has often been replaced for ache. I have spent my life living for the months of October - December and I never thought I'd see the day when I said "the holidays are rough for me this year".  And frankly this year I have no intention of scrooging it up either. I will hold your babies, eat your cookies and sing Christmas Carols at the top of my lungs. So even if it means painting a smile on my face with a sharpie I'm going to make sure I enjoy myself. I can not sit here and tell my readers that I don't envy the Santa pictures, the "my first Thanksgiving" onesies or the cute holiday themed pregnancy announcements. That would be a lie. But what I can tell you is, that while praying, wishing and hoping I am reminded that I have so much to be thankful for, and there is so much in my life worth celebrating.

Tonight's blog post brought to you by a Texas version of a "Winter Blast", my recliner and this warm toasty fire :) PS: We moved our stockings around because of the flame I promise you next week my mantle will not look anything close to this junky. lol!