Thankful

I am Thankful 

Diaper blowouts

Because it means that I have a cute little baby bum to take care of.

My ghetto one bedroom apartment
Because at least I have a roof over my head.

Post-baby hips
Seriously, I think I might be the only woman alive who might actually like having bigger hips.

Target
No explanation necessary.

Pinterest

  So inspiring, even though I know deep down that I'll never do any of it.

Diet Dr. Pepper
Sometimes it's the only thing that gets me out of bed.

My  church

Especially when they have bread Sundays.

Sophie the Giraffe
Because she never fails to make my daughter laugh.

My girlfriends

  Because who else would tolerate my sense of humor and incessant teasing?

Formula

Because sometimes breastfeeding just doesn't work.

To be a stay at home momma

How else would I get to have impromptu dance parties with my daughter?

The gym
Because that was where I regained (to a certain degree) my pre-baby sanity and figure.

My mom

For her inexhaustible baby know-how and for being my biggest cheerleader.
For naming me Shawna instead of Shona like she was going to.
And for giving me all my awesome Scottish genes.

The husband
Who frequently gets up at 2 or 3am to work on scripts/film stuff and then works two jobs so that our baby can be brought up by one of her parents.
 And who also tolerates my clothing addiction, my lack of cooking skills, and our frequently messy house.

Baby girl
For turning our life upside down and bringing a previously unimaginable joy into our lives with her little self.


Happy Thanksgiving everyone!