Thanksgiving

O, Henry! (ha)

As I sit here sipping coffee and eating a bagel, waiting for the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade to start, it's hard not to think about all of my long list of blessings.

The first one that comes to mind, of course, is you, little guy. You seem to be enjoying our relaxing morning, kicking away at me now and then. I love when I sit very still, because it means I'm more likely to notice your ninja moves than when I'm running around and getting things done. Not only are you healthy and right on track, but you already make me slow down a bit and appreciate small things. You aren't even here yet, and you already are shaping the way I look at things. I am also so very grateful you've been such an easy baby on me, and so healthy and normal at every appointment. Every time we see the doctor, she tells us she loves what boring patients we are. I love that, too.

Your dad is amazing. He has picked up so much of my slack and is so protective of you and me. He has kept our house running and clean, and has hit full on Daddy-Nesting mode. Even though it stresses him out with the loooooooong to-do list, it's a pretty heartwarming thing. He wants things to be perfect for you by the time you make your grand entrance. Last night, he spent hours putting together your crib(!) and is about half way done your dresser. Last weekend he painted your room with Grandpa C. You have a real room, baby, and it's all thanks to your dad. Once those things are done I can start going through all of the clothes we've been given for you and organizing your room!

Your grandparents are all so excited for you. Grandpa C has been around helping prep your room with painting and buying you nautical decals. Grandma C has been shopping up a storm for your nursery, sending me pictures of all of her finds. Gram G helped up pick up your crib and dresser, and got to see your ultrasound earlier. PopPop G kept Mama on the road when her car was breaking down the other day.

Your AUNTS are so excited for you, too. Aunt Amber and Kelly have been flooding us with toys and clothes and things from your cousins for you to use, which is such a big help. They both have boys and they have amazing advice for us. Plus they have both worked so hard along with Gram for my (your?) baby shower this weekend. I don't know much about it, but I DO know it's a labor of love from these ladies who are all anxious to celebrate you.

Friends and family have been sending us gifts and well wishes for you. We have a huge pile of things in our living room, and even though it's cluttered at the moment, it's a reminder of how thankful we should be for so many people to care about us all, even you, who they've never met.

Add on top of these wonderful people in our lives, we have a beautiful home for you to come to, jobs that are secure and keep us living the way we do, and lives full of more good than bad.

Happy Thanksgiving, Henry. It's a good day. And it's a good life.