It's Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. I am cooking a Thanksgiving Feast for two-- with a roast chicken, rather than a turkey because there is no way the two of us can eat a 15+ lb bird. Our last Thanksgiving "just the two of us". Next year we will have a 7 month old baby, throwing food on the floor and driving me up the wall.
I'm giving thanks today for so many blessings. My fabulous husband, of course, who is currently in our car port, cutting two-by-fours and other sheets of wood with his table saw, as he is chest-deep in Getting-The-House-Ready-For-Baby renovations. My husband who works a full time job, then comes home to work well into the night on our renovations, without a single complaint. My husband who seems to know how to do absolutely everything under the sun and never ceases to astound me with what he is capable of. My husband.
And of course, there is the fact that we are in the financial situation to do these renovations at all. As someone who grew up on the poverty-end of the poor, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't whisper silent prayers of thanks for the position that we are in today. A position where I can buy a cart load of groceries, and not even pay attention at the check out because I know we can afford whatever the total may be. A position where we can withdraw $10,000 to pay for home-renovations without losing a wink of sleep. A position where we HAVE $10,000 in savings to begin with! What a privileged lot we are indeed. I am thankful.
Thankful for my adorable pets, who make me laugh every single day. Perhaps it's my hormones, but I have been going to bed at night lately feeling devastated that another day with them is done. Another day that we will never get back, ushering us helplessly closer to a day when they are no longer with us. Morose!
Thankful for our health. And our jobs. And our amazing friends and family.
And thankful for this baby.
It is fitting that am 20 weeks pregnant today. That means I am exactly half-way through this pregnancy. It's the home stretch now! I have been so fortunate to have a pregnancy that has been devoid of any major complications or scares.
As most of you know, I got pregnant rather surprisingly after struggling with infertility for years and year. Despite my previous struggles to GET pregnant, I haven't had any issues remaining pregnant. Things just chugged along without issue ever since. It amazes me that my body knows how to do this-- create, and then grow a life which will eventually be totally separate from mine. That cells divide, and duplicate, and tiny finger nails grow, and eye lids flutter, and kidneys form and settle where they are meant to be, all without a single thought from my own brain. Peeling a potato takes more mental stamina than growing a HUMAN BEING and that completely perplexes and astounds me on the regular.
I'm thankful to be half-way through this pregnancy and to feel great. I'm thankful to be half-way through this pregnancy and to be able to say that I genuinely love my changing body. I'm proud of all my new curves and contours, and feel more womanly & feminine than I ever have. I feel fortunate and blessed.
There is just so, so much to be Thankful for.
Tamara is a mother, wife, friend, & photographer. A lover of beautiful things, far away places, animals, great haircuts, and snug-fitting aprons.