A Day in Whitters' Life

Can I just tell you about my day on Monday? If not, too late. You can't stop it once it's started!

I woke up that morning to my husband kissing me awake. I brushed my teeth and started exercising. Afterwards I started getting ready for the day. I went to pick out what I was going to wear from my own giant closet, and although I don't have as many maternity clothes as regular clothes, I still had plenty of choices. Then I had to decide which of three pairs of flat white shoes I wanted to wear.

I went upstairs with my hubby to eat breakfast while he made my lunch. We turned on the Family Feud, a classic and a new breakfast tradition. After breakfast I grabbed my lunch made with "lub," grabbed the car keys, kissed my husband goodbye and headed out. I drove with the windows down, feeling that beautiful crispness on my skin. It was lovely! (Sidenote: I love driving with the windows down when it's cool outside.)

I got to work in downtown Salt Lake, where I work with my dad and my sister up until a week ago (she's gone for college). I did the things that were asked of me, did my job, you know. As the afternoon went on I started getting a headache. I didn't want to take anything for it because it felt like something I could handle.

By the time I left work my headache had gotten a worse. I was also starting to feel nauseous. Thankfully the traffic wasn't bad. I made it home and started heating up some food from eating out over the weekend. I sat down for dinner with my husband, his mom and stepdad. I didn't eat much. I still wasn't feeling great.

After dinner Lish asked how I was doing. I finally fessed up my state of being. He told me to take some Tylenol and just relax. I went downstairs and did just that. I took some medicine, laid on our bed and started reading. Lish came downstairs and said, "I've started filling the tub upstairs for you." He drew up a bath with dim lights and bubbles and candles and everything. I laid in it for a while, not too long as to not "cook" the baby, but long enough. And it was perfect. He sat in there and talked to me while I soaked. I felt so much better. After my bath I just went and sat outside for about 5 or 10 minutes, feeling that cool, autumn feeling. Then I went downstairs to join the rest of the family and just relaxed in front of the TV, like any good American would do.

Although I don't get headaches every day (in fact, rarely do I get headaches), you see how my life is? I am spoiled. I have so much that I don't feel I deserve sometimes. Sure, my three pairs of flat white shoes are scuffed and worn, and sure, the car I drive is over 10 years old now, but I have an amazing husband who takes such great care of me, I live in a great place surrounded by people who I love and who love me, I have a wonderful job, I can drive my own (okay, Lish's) car into work and not have to worry about the safety of the vehicle, I have plenty of food to eat and water to drink, I have a bed to sleep on and a shower to get clean in, I can read and type and write, I can walk and talk and see, and I'm growing a little human inside me.

My life is amazing! I think we take so many things for granted, and I have had such a strong feeling of gratitude for the things in my life these past few days. I hope I don't ever forget how lucky I am.