Are we sick of me being thankful yet?
It’s only day five. OF THIRTY. This is kind of fun, too. Because I really get to delve into what makes me me, what makes my family a family, and what makes life worth living.
Today I am thankful for making it to week 23.
I’m not going to lie. There was a time I was so very afraid I wasn’t going to make it this far. I was so sure that at 12 weeks, baby was gone. But this kid is a resilient one. And already proving to be more stubborn than Mae, god help us all.
So I am thankful for my body knowing just what to do, for having the opportunity to begin to enjoy my last pregnancy, and most of all, to still be able to feel that little baby kicking in my belly.
This, for today, is what I’m most thankful for.