“Develop an attitude of gratitude, and give thanks for everything that happens to you, knowing that every step forward is a step toward achieving something bigger and better than your current situation” – Brian Tracy
Some days it is a challenge. We’ve all lived one of those days. You know the day when you wake up in a bad mood, stub your toe on the way down the hall to get the screaming inconsolable baby, and you wind up sobbing like a baby … with the baby. If that’s just me, then please pretend I made that up and it has never happened to me either. Point being that there are some days when nothing seems to go your way. I’m fairly certain every verbal human has at some point uttered “THIS IS THE WORST DAY EVER!!” However, for the most part the days aren’t actually that bad when you reflect upon them. The things that make worst days ever are usually only a big deal on that day. For about the last year and a half I’ve tried my best to focus on the good. I falter some days… I am so not even going to try to deny it. On the other hand, the pediatrician leaving would have surely kept me down for far longer a mere 18 months ago. Instead, it served to show me once again how truly blessed my little family unit is.
I’m fortunate… some may even say lucky. Within mere hours of posting I had been inboxed multiple doctors who may work out for Alyssa, I had received a very kind email from Dr. G which I will save and pull out on the days I’m stuck in self-doubting, and I’d made an appointment with a possible pediatrician. I went from feeling deflated and abandoned to feeling supported and surrounded. I have the blessing of this group of people who wrap my family in love and support. They are so very varied in their parenting practices, their backgrounds, etc… and yet… they respect one another, they offer advice to one another, and they SUPPORT one another. Each time that begins to slip my mind something happens to knock me right back to a place of gratitude. I’m grateful not only that they are in my life, but that they ARE so varied. Life would truly be boring if we all walked the same path. However, life would be a nightmare if everyone was incapable of supporting people with differing opinions. I am thankful that my friends are able to support and uplift one another even if they are walking dissimilar paths to get to the same destination.
I think that’s one reason I’m so very grateful that I work where I do. I get to work with four of the most amazing women I’ve ever met and I am surrounded daily by people from so many different backgrounds. What brings them all together? A desire for wellness. No matter what happened before they walked through the front door… they walked through it to make their life, or that of their child, better. How they choose to get there, apart from adding adjustments to their routine, varies immensely. I watch people learn from one another each day. I watch two doctors engage practice members in discussions that challenge them to ask “Why?” instead of simply following the herd. I’m truly inspired each day by the people I interact with. There aren’t many people who can say that.
Furthermore, above working with these women, they’ve become part of that support circle. They are people I can turn to for knowledge and advice and know that I am going to get honest (ha! sometimes brutally honest!) and real replies. They are people who care about my family. Tonight as I was already filled with gratitude about the events of the day I was even further reminded of how blessed we are. I was preparing dinner with Alyssa in the kitchen. I’d plugged Pandora into the iJuke and she and I were rockin out to some chick music while making an awesome dinner. Then, out of the blue she started crying. It wasn’t her normal cry, but instead a cry that meant she was in pain to the point of being scared. I pulled her out of her chair and gave her a once over to see if she’d pinched a finger or something. Nothing. By that point Neil had come out to see what was going on. We couldn’t figure it out. She was still crying. I didn’t know who to call because… yep… no pediatrician. We tried to console her but she was just shrieking. I replayed it in my mind and the only thing we could think was the way she’d bent in the chair had caused her to pinch something. Either way she was.not.happy. Now, I was in panic… debating ER but it seemed “over the top.” So, I debated calling Dr. K. I debated it for a good few minutes. I mean, she was getting ready to leave for vacation. I soooo did NOT want to bug her. Then, I kept thinking “If she finds out later I didn’t call her… she’ll smack me.” Finally, Alyssa hit the high pitch again and I dialed the phone. Dr. K talked me through getting ice on it, getting her some motrin if that didn’t help, and giving her an update in a bit. Then, when I did update that after a bit of icing Alyssa had calmed and was hanging out calmly on the couch. She replied that her next step would have been coming over. Yes. You read that right. Now, we are not neighbors. We live on complete opposite sides of town. That would have been a good couple hours out of her night with a flight leaving the next day. That’s just the kind of selfless she is. I’m lucky she’s my boss, but I’m even more lucky she’s my friend.
As the night drew to a close tonight with Alyssa tucked in bed and Neil dozing beside me I couldn’t help but lay there in a complete state of gratitude. Truly. I am so very grateful for the people in our lives. Every. Single. Day.