I had already started drafting up a post about how I was thankful that Owen started calling me mama.
I went home last weekend for my little sister's bachelorette party.
my mom, sister and I, bachelorette party
Before heading out, I spent some time with O on video chat and just before signing off he so clearly said Bye Mama.
We were all shocked, as I've been commonly referred to as Diwut (Filip). I got teary-eyed. How awesome, right? I leave for a couple days and bam, now he's finally calling me mama!
Except no. Yesterday I asked Owen if he wanted to talk to grandma on video and he ran over to my computer all excited yelling Mama! Mama! Mama!
So grandma is mama. Womp, womp. Back to Diwut.
But yeah. Still thankful for that little jerk even if he calls me Diwut. Thankful for many things.
"There comes a time when it just doesn’t make sense to keep on fighting. It’s not that you’re being a quitter, it’s just that you’ve got the sense to know when enough is enough."
I thankful that the good lord gave me enough sense to know when enough is enough. Many times over throughout the year enough has been enough, and finally putting those things to rest has made everything so much better.
Work is busy, Etsy is busy, Owen is busy. I really kind of don't know what to do with myself today not having anything to do. I mean, there are things to do, but forcing myself not to do them is tough, but necessary. I'm thankful for busy-ness.
I'm thankful for friends. Thankful for Tinkey and Nicole and Jeff, without whom I'd be more insane than I already am, if that's possible. Thankful for family. Thankful for my little family. Thankful that everything is lining up in place and things are working out just fine. Thankful that I'm happy in everyday and not looking to the future for better times or regretting things because I'm more fond of the past. I like everyday, I'm happy with everyday, I'm okay with everyday and I think that's what I'm most thankful for. No, it's not actually, I'm most thankful for Owen's amazing dance moves.