Let's just say, our Holiday weekend didn't turn out as I had pictured it would.
The plan was to begin all our own family traditions on Liam's first Thanksgiving, but Thursday, I woke up with the stomach flu. Talk about the worst day of the year to not be able to eat anything, yup, it's Thanksgiving Day. Our travel plans were cancelled, and I spent the entire day in bed or in the bathroom. I was thankful that we are still with my in-laws so that my husband was still able to eat a Thanksgiving meal and that he had some help with a cranky, teething baby.
The plan was to move into our new house this weekend, but the carpets and other flooring isn't finished being installed yet, so we half-moved. My amazing, wondering parents came out from Ohio to help us. My dad and Korey busted their butts and loaded and unloaded the U-Haul all by themselves while my mom and I took turns packing and watching Liam. It is tough moving with an 8-month old, but we made it work. I am so thankful to have a husband that works so hard and parents that help us so much!
The plan was to move into our new place with dishes (doesn't seem that unusual, right?), but in the process of packing a box wasn't sealed tight enough to hold it's contents and all of our dishes crashed to the floor and shattered (only one plate survived!). I was thankful that my mom was there because otherwise I might have cried. And I was thankful that I had others there to help me clean up that mess and to make sure that Liam didn't get into it.
The plan was for Liam to sleep in his crib in his room in our old apartment on Saturday night, but that just did NOT happen. I don't know if it was because the room was unfamiliar, he didn't like his crib, he was just over tired, or his teeth were bothering him, but every time we laid him in his crib he just screamed and trembled. He ended up sleeping with Korey and me on blankets on the floor in our bedroom. He was so restless all night; I felt like I couldn't get him to stay still for more than 5 minutes at a time. He definitely didn't sleep for more than a few hours total. But I was thankful that even in the middle of the night, my sweet boy can still make me smile.
The plan was to start getting settled into our new place and start this week feeling fresh and new, but I ended up sleeping through my first alarm this morning and being 15 minutes late for work without coffee, breakfast, or lunch. But I am thankful for my job and that I work for understanding and kind bosses. I'm thankful for my sister who's hugs help a Monday not seem so bad. I am thankful that I made it through my long day, and that my baby was still awake when I got home for me to snuggle. I am thankful for my mother-in-law that is so willing to watch Liam for us all the time.
I am thankful for all the offers of help I got today for watching Liam or for unpacking or moving. I am thankful that we will be settling into our new house by the end of this week. I am thankful for the smiles of good friends and the smell of Johnson and Johnson baby shampoo. And I am thankful for this life because it is mine.
And I really didn't mean for this post to get so sappy, but it's all true. Because sometimes things don't go as planned, but that helps us realize all the more the things we are most thankful for.