As I was sitting this morning with my cup of coffee, nursing Firefly and perusing my email, something occurred to me.
If I was still working, I’d be going back to work today. I distinctly remember this day, back in October 2008, when I had to go back to work after my leave with Little Rambo was up.
It was depressing. I wanted nothing more than to be home with my baby, but I took her to my (wonderful, btw) daycare, handed her to her caretaker, and went off to work.
Today, I am not going to go to a job where I will give my employer my best hours and have next to nothing left for my family.
Today, I am not going to struggle to pump enough milk to sustain my baby.
Today, I am not going to get yelled at by angry customers.
Today, I am not going to come home at 7:30 PM – tired, hungry, gulp down some Macaroni & Cheese, then collapse in front of the TV.
Today I am going to enjoy this beautiful day with my girls.
Today I’m going to go outside and dig up some shrubs so I can plant strawberries in their place when it’s warm enough.
Today I’m going to nurse my baby whenever she’s hungry and not worry I might have to give her formula because I can’t pump enough.
Today, I’m going to have a nice hot homemade dinner for my family and we will sit down and eat together the way a family should.
Today… I am thankful.