Not surprisingly, the theme for this week’s writing prompt is… I Am Thankful. This is the time of year where everyone starts to look around and really appreciate all the wonderful things they have in their life. Like most people, I too, have so much to be thankful for. We all have our health, aside from the never-ending cold symptoms my kids have been passing back and forth for weeks now. I am thankful that we live in the area that we do, especially as it relates to Caleb’s CP. We’re surrounded by some of the best doctors and our local Early Intervention program has provided physical therapy in our home for the past six months. His therapy is the reason he’s now mobile! I’m thankful for both my boys seeing as they provide wonderful entertainment and I couldn’t have asked for two cooler dudes.
I am fortunate to have a career that I love and I’m proud to do my part to make my community a safer place for my kids to grow up. And I’m thankful for the fact that I can sit and drink a HOT cup of coffee at work without interruptions!
We’re ever thankful for the support of our families and whether it’s a call or video chat, they remain a large part of our day to day life despite the miles between us. And I’m not going to lie, some days it’s hard. You just want to call your mom and say, “Hey can I drop off the kids for a couple hours so we can go catch a movie?” Their distance has become increasingly harder on us since the arrival of the boys. For those of you who live close to your immediate family… don’t take it for granted, you are so lucky!
I will say, we have some of the best friends who may as well be our family and for that I’m so thankful. Raising kids together has brought us closer and we’re fortunate for those who step up to help us when needed. We only hope to be as supportive to them as they are to us!
Mostly though, I’m so so so thankful for Shane. I would be a mess without him. I don’t really talk about Shane too much on this blog and that’s probably because he’s a little more private, unlike his chronic over-sharer wife. Shane’s strengths perfectly complement my weaknesses. He gives me thoughtful advice and encourages me to make my own decisions, especially when I’m being particularly wishy-washy. He remains calm in stressful situations and lightens me up with I’m in “worry-mode”. He’s polite, respectful, thoughtful and intelligent… pretty much everything I want my sons to grow up to be and he’s doing a damn good job of being their dad. It’s amazing how you think you can’t love a person any more than you already do and then they become a parent and you fall in love all over again. Maybe this sappiness is due to the fact that we’ll have half a world between us for the next couple weeks and life just isn’t as fun without him around.
It’s almost impossible not to reminisce of years past in this tradition-filled time of year. I recently came across a picture of our little family from one year ago. The boys were dressed in impossibly cute little sweaters and corduroy overalls. Shane and I were cleaned up and just beaming with pride over our little boys and their First Thanksgiving. I analyzed my smile, seeing that behind those eyes I knew I had it all. Life was so good. I had no idea what lay ahead. The nagging feeling about delayed milestones and the inevitable diagnosis. I don’t feel like that person in the picture at all anymore. My priorities have changed and my outlook on life is totally different. I feel like I’ve aged and grown wiser. We’re doing everything we can to be the best parents to our boys and I’m thankful to be moving forward, rather than being sad about a picture from perhaps a simpler time.
Our Thanksgiving celebration this year was lunch, since I’m working tonight. I dry brined the turkey last night at 11:30 when I got home from work and this morning it went in the oven for a few hours. All the traditional sides were represented and the meal went off without a hitch… well, that is except the boys. They were starving and tired and just totally melting down. Shane was handling them both so I could make the food and it was a bit of a disaster for a little while but I feel like our family has a trademark on mealtime tantrums so it made sense. A dinner for four out of a Norman Rockwell painting isn’t very representative of the Danielson clan and for that I am thankful. Life with twins in chaotic and I’m glad Thanksgiving Day is no exception!