A Very Pregnant Thanksgiving

I look forward to starting my Thanksgiving watching the parade in my den….and watching Ace as he flies through. It is truly one of my most favorite things and evokes excitement in me each year. Randall has bought a coffee cake and pulled sausage balls out of the freezer for breakfast. It should be a great and comfy time as we sit here in our PJ’s for hours enjoying the parade.

I will then enjoy Thanksgiving lunch made by my mother-in-law and delivered to me this past Sunday. She brought us ham, dressing, green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, corn and a pie (which Rand has already eaten). I will take out one of my homemade pies in the freezer and we will enjoy that pie instead. The bedrest and sciatic nerve pain is about to do me in. We were planning on heading to Randall’s aunt’s house for lunch tomorrow (1 hour away) but Randall thinks that the mass of people and car ride will shut me down for a few days. I love the people and the car ride but at this point it is not the best medicine, I am afraid. I am ready for my little guy to come out! Next week I get to meet him…..date/day to be determined on Tuesday afternoon. Yay!

I will spend all of Thanksgiving alone with the most attentive man I know, my Randall. We have never been away from family on Thanksgiving but we know staying home is best for us this year. Randall deserves a trophy this year for being so loving and attentive. My heart is exploding with love for this man and I can’t wait to have him love our Henry….next week!

Ok, I just want to pout at the thought of all of my maternal side of the family being together at my Mawmaw and UD’s for the next few days. Everyone is there but us. 31 people will sit down for a Betty style feast tomorrow in East Texas (Oh, what I would do for a wee little taste of the oyster dressing). I am so happy that my sister, cousins and all their children are together this year because it is very rare for everyone to come on the same year. I love knowing that all those little second cousins are running around the yard giggling together. I know my Mawmaw and UD are smiling from ear to ear at all the laughter and love in their home tonight, as they all arrive. I can’t wait to see pictures!

And with that said, I could climb the walls (though the sciatic nerve would stop me in mid-step) and just cry at the thought of my mother and my cousin Sarah eating my Mawmaw’s rhubarb pie and me not getting one taste of it. URRGGH!
I hope your Thanksgiving is a blessed one, regardless of where you are or who you are with.

Published by Abby Lee

Celebrating and decorating with purpose is my favorite thing to do. When I am not filling a tree with ornaments or throwing a birthday party for my golden doodle, I am being mom to a super cool tween son, the wife to a fine blue eyed man and selling real estate. I call northeast Arkansas home and when I am not loving on my people or celebrating in our space, I am using words to express myself here or on my podcast. Be sure to follow me! I am the co-author of a blog called Life with My Sister and have a podcast called Abby As-Is. You can also follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest and YouTube.

3 thoughts on “A Very Pregnant Thanksgiving

  1. Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you have a wonderful day with your hubby. It sounds like Henry is ready to meet you all. I know about that sciatic nerve pain. It hurts so much. When it goes down your back into your leg, there is nothing else like it. It will go away when he is delivered. Mine did. Can't wait for you to tell us when he is on his way!


  2. I had a piece of the rhubarb pie last night. Delish!!!Miss you the big much though. I keep looking for you in the crowd.Can't wait to see you next week!!!Julie (sorry about the Uncle Windle thing, but I would have had to retype and didn't want to!)


  3. Ok, I was SO confused….I thought this was Aunt Donna…how funny! Shut it up about the pie. Keep looking for me in the crowd, but I will not be there, sorry. See you next week!AJL


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