A little perspective

I was just waiting for this photo to download and then write my post about my bad day, and my whining baby, when I came across this blog.

I am so thankful for my whining baby.
I am thankful that she "bugs" me all day long.
I am thankful that she wants me to hold her even in the most inconvenient of times.
I am thankful that my bad day included a scratch on the car, a few broken things, and some sand on my kitchen floor.
I am thankful for toys all over my home.
I am thankful for new hand prints on my clean windows.
I am thankful for the macaroni my child threw in my hair.
I am thankful for the pile of pink laundry waiting to be folded.
I am thankful for the extra time I got to cuddle with my baby this week when she wouldn't go to sleep.
I am thankful for stinky pink converse shoes.
I am thankful for a car full of toys, crumbs, and week old sippy cups.
For dirty diapers, and crusty yogurt hair.

Some people don't get macaroni thrown in their hair, I am just thankful that I do.
Because it means...
My child is alive. My child is healthy. My child is happy.
What more could I possibly need or ever want?
My child is my life. And I am so thankful for all the good and not so good things that come with that life. Somehow, I need to keep the perspective I am seeing my life with at this moment.


Sorry to be a Debbie Downer, but it is important for me to record my thoughts and feelings.