One thousand gifts…six months later

Well, here it is.  Exactly six months after my first gifts post, I made it to one thousand.  And it’s definitely not the end.  I’ve loved the process of recording all the little gifts that I find in the everyday of life and it’s something that I most certainly want to continue.  My goal is to fill my current gift journal by the end of the year, which I think should put the numbers at about two thousand, but we’ll see.  And then to start a new gift journal at the beginning of every year, but we’ll see how that goes too!  Along with helping to give me an attitude of thanksgiving and to notice God’s gifts throughout the day, an unexpected blessing has been that it’s a way for me to record and remember all the cute things my littles are doing and saying.  One of my friends keeps a journal for each of her kids, but I don’t think that I would keep up with that, and I’m not a huge fan of baby books so this has worked great for me.  As a mommy with not a lot of extra writing time on her hands, being able to quickly jot down a cute saying of Cedar’s or what Genoa just did before I forget it has been wonderful.  Though it’s hard and “in the trenches”, this is such a gift-full season of my life and I don’t want to forget them in the busyness of it all.  Thus, my gift journal.

(If you still haven’t read Ann Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts, I highly recommend it.  A couple months ago, I reviewed it for YLCF and you find some more of my thoughts on it there.)

951. Finding out that Aaron can’t work this week (and that that’s okay).

952. Getting my copy of Loving the Little Years (which I highly recommend to any mommy of littles!).

953. How encouraging and convicting it is/was despite the writing style.

954. Clean windows.

955. A husband who is a great window washer.

956. Anticipating our long weekend at the beach.

957. My “love is a verb” scrap-of-fabric-turned-bookmark that I randomly got in my texture order package.

958. My new skirt (bought with birthday money).

959. How great the texture customer service was about sending me a replacement skirt when the first one arrived damaged.

960. How leftovers sometimes really hit the spot.

961. Ordering new cookbooks (and finally using up the last of my birthday money that my husband made me spend on myself!  Am I the only person who finds it hard to spend money on herself?).

962. A nap with my baby.

963. Watching Aaron interact with Genoa.

964. How Genoa already has her daddy wrapped around her little finger.

965. A husband who makes muffins.

966. Finishing baby gift thank-yous.

967. Packing little clothes.

968. A gracious husband when I have a bad attitude.

969. Learning not to beat myself up for my bad attitudes, but to just repent and then move on.

970. Having a baby to nurse, even when she’s fussy.

971. A homemade chicken sandwich for breakfast.

972. Reading crayon colours.

973. Cedar’s “Uh-oh!”.

974. My pre-babies swimsuit top fitting after a couple years of it not.

975. Cedar identifying Aaron’s English driving cap in his James Heriot kid’s book.

976. Needtobreathe’s “Something Beautiful”.

977. A relaxed morning getting ready to leave for our weekend at the beach.

978. Talking with Aaron while driving.

979. Having just enough gas to get to our lunch destination so we didn’t have to make an extra stop and wake up the kids.

980. Panera’s Frontega Chicken Sandwich.

981. Derek Webb’s “The Church”.

982. Cedar “dancing” with his little bear in his carseat and feeding it juice and bread.

983. Hanging out at Barnes & Noble, killing time waiting for our condo (shared with Aaron’s family) to be ready.

984. Ocean breezes.

985. A lunch-time picnic in the park.

986. A covered bridge.

987. Hiking/walking through the redwood forest.

988. Seeing Aaron’s old home.

989. A summertime wedding.

990. Parenting lessons (recalled from Loving the Little Years) at the most random times.

991. Sitting in the condo living room with the whole family, talking and laughing late into the night.

992. An organic fruit stand with reasonably-priced strawberries and amazing lettuce.

993. Watching Cedar enjoy the ocean so much.

994. Digging in the sand.

995. Watching Aaron and Cedar play in the surf while I wore Genoa.

996. A supper of rice pilaf, watermelon and make-your-own-kebabs.

997. Grilled shrimp.

998. A night-time beach walk.

999. The waves shining through the dark and the sand sparkling underfoot.

1000. Driving home with my little family.

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2 thoughts on “One thousand gifts…six months later

  1. 1000 gifts! 🙂 It’s amazing how it can change your life by counting each gift, each day. I view so many things differently now and I feel that I’m more grateful for the tiny little blessings too.

    I find it hard to spend money on myself too… somehow, it’s easier to spend on things for others!

    Your new skirt looks lovely and comfy too.

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