i’d been putting off washing all of the baby’s clothes, partly because i tend to do everything last minute, but also because it just felt like the biggest task in all the land (i know it’s not, but when you’re 38 weeks pregnant, everything feels this way). we don’t have a washer and dryer and a lot of it needed to be hand washed and air dried, so that’s maybe why it felt even bigger a task than normal. yesterday, i got the littles situated with some snacks and toys in their nursery and then went to work on the clothing in my bathtub trying to find a comfortable sitting position where i could actually wash the clothing and not keep banging my stomach into the tub ledge.
i had only washed maybe 3 or 4 little onesies before eleanor and samson had found their way into the bathroom and asked me what i was doing. “i’m washing the baby’s clothes,” i said. i feel like i hadn’t even finished my sentence before they were both rolling up their sleeves, climbing into the tub and asking to help (but i mean, they look for any excuse to get into the bathtub so i’m not sure where their motives were truly coming from.) but within 30 seconds, i had two very excited toddlers with rolled up sleeves and rolled up pants inside my bathtub kneading the tiny clothes in a big metal bowl filled with baby detergent and water and having the greatest time doing so. “this is so much fun, mama!” they kept saying. i swear their excitement could have been compared to opening a christmas present! it took me only a few more seconds to see the situation as a positive one. grateful to own tiny baby clothes to wash in the first place, grateful to have two little ones already so eager to help and participate as we prep for the new baby, and just so very grateful to have a new baby who has stayed put in my tummy, and is healthy and doing well, and will be here in a few weeks (or days?) time!
i’m a true believer that life is all about perspective. i can focus on my blessings, or i can focus on the ones i don’t have. there have been times in my life when i’ve only focused on what i hadn’t yet reached, or didn’t have, always feeling like i’d be happy or grateful once i reached a certain point or a certain something happened, etc etc. but as i’ve gone through some bigger personal trials and obstacles in my life, i’ve realized the energy it takes to just be down about them all day long is too overwhelming and exhausting for me to take. sometimes it’s easier to let things go and trust in God and make a choice every day to be happy. i don’t have this sort of mentality down 100%, but when i work towards it, i’m aware of how much easier it is to get through my day to day, and i think i’m a little bit more pleasant to be around, too. ;)
i’m thankful for my life, my beautiful growing family, and the chance to live in my favorite city. i’m thankful to be pregnant, for good food, for music and the holidays, for donuts even if i eat too many of them…i’m thankful for smaller sillier things like dry shampoo and maternity jeans and christmas lights and good smelling candles. i’m thankful for the working subway elevators, the express trains, the few but so good and so loyal friends of mine who are always there and always have my back. i’m thankful to be a daughter of God, to be a woman, to be a mother. i’m thankful for this season, and thanksgiving in particular, because it’s always a nice time to take into account what a beautiful world this one really is, even with all its ups and downs, and how much we have to be thankful for.
i hope you have a wonderful, happy thanksgiving, friends!