Grateful

The last few days have been some of the longest of my life. Kenny and I have been fighting off either the flu or food poisoning... without going into graphic details, I'll just say we've been sick. Very sick. Combine that with my inability to stay conscious while sick, and it's been an interesting few days (no passing out, fortunately, but only because I spent yesterday morning crawling rather than walking to and from the bathroom, nursery, and bed).
I'm feeling much much better today, just a little weak and empty. Kenny is still actively fighting whatever it is, poor guy. Oddly, this has really put a lot of things into perspective this thanksgiving. Things to be grateful for:

• A wonderful, smiley, and agreeable baby who has needed little to no attention for 2 days, even though he is teething. Honestly, I don't know how I would have gotten through the day if he had been like he was the day before.
• A good ward who helps us out and comes and gives a blessing at a moment's notice.
• The fact that we generally have wonderful health (this is the first time I've thrown up from a stomach bug since 1998)
  
• A kind sister-in-law who forgives us for canceling our thanksgiving plans with her at the last minute.
• With the help of the bug, I'm now the thinnest I've been in probably 2 years- down to 144, just below what I weighed at the end of my first trimester of pregnancy (I lost a lot of weight the 1st tri)
  
• The fact I was feeling well enough last night to finish up the last of the 6 pies I made for church, with one left over for us.
• The fact that neither of us is really bummed about missing out on Turkey. We're actually not big turkey fans.
• The fact my milk supply hasn't disappeared- Daniel still seems to be getting enough.
• A wonderful warm house (even if it is a disaster area at the moment) with a big comfy bath tub.
  

We have a wonderful memory to build this thanksgiving off of: 6 years ago (six!), Kenny and I were the only people left in our dorms over thanksgiving break at BYU- everyone else had gone home. We weren't dating or anything- while Kenny was interested, I was too busy pursuing relationships in all the wrong places. But I invited him over to my dorm for a thanksgiving "feast": turkey sandwiches, potato chips, and martinelli's sparkling cider (the cider is the most important part of thanksgiving for me). We then watched Maverick and played frisbee. It was our second "date" (our first date was to see a jazz band on campus, but apparently I talked about other guys the whole time... apparently that's a turn-off:)).
I think we both could agree that it's one of our best thanksgivings ever. If I had had ANY idea back then how Kenny and I would eventually marry and make a beautiful family together... it's just crazy to think about. How on earth could I have not known that he would be the love of my life? It boggles my mind. So that's my final thing I'm grateful for: my wonderful husband. 6 years later, we're eating turkey sandwiches (well, we will, once kenny's tummy calms down), potato chips and martinelli's, and I couldn't be happier with how things ended up (stomach bugs aside).

Here's a picture from almost exactly 3 years ago, just before kenny went home to CA for thanksgiving. We had been dating for all of 3 weeks and were falling madly in love: