Although I've been worrying up a storm about being poor and stretched thin, I'm so grateful for my hardworking man and the job he does that allows me to stay home with our son. Paul does a very physical job and is often very tired; he doesn't complain and he still helps me with Henry and some chores at home.
To go along with this, I'm grateful, too, for so many free or cheap things to do in our community; Henry and I enjoy story time at the library, toddler gym time at the Y with friends, and a toddler music class gifted to him by my Dad and Sandi. I'm grateful, too, for the generosity of our family, who have given us snowshoes, loaned skis, provided Henry care, invited us for dinners and parties, given gifts and loans and time helping us with our house, and their support in general.
I'm missing my sister a lot, and wishing I could be with her more. But, in turn, I am soooo grateful for the group of wonderful women I get to spend time with here; I've made some good friends and have many casual friends who I enjoy spending time with. I know the years to come are only going to serve to deepen some of these friendships in the most enjoyable ways. We share time with our crazy little ones, and occasionally some time with just mamas while the little ones are with others. It's really nice to be in a small community, in so many ways, because we're all a little bit interwoven and can provide support to each other.
I miss working with birthing women and their families and have been stewing about this a bit. But, I'm grateful for the knowledge I retain, and keep fresh by talking with those involved in the birth world up here (small though it may be). I was so grateful to have been present with Holly during her labor and birth, and spending the first week at her house in December. I'm going to support a friend in her labor in a few months, and there are other pregnant friends who could use some postpartum support in the upcoming months too...so I'll just keep thinking about it.
My toddler is such a crab lately. He's really stretching his brain and body, and changing every day. He's challenging to spend the days with and it's hard to be patient. But, I'm so grateful for his lively, sparkly personality; his energy is fantastic. When he's feeling "douod and happy!" , I can hardly stand it; my heart could burst with love for my sweet Henry. :)
He's shouting for me from upstairs now, so that wraps it up for now. I love where I am, and need to think more about being patient, and in terms of the long haul, I know.