Monday, May 25, 2009

I Can't Count That High

My whole life, I've been told to count my blessings. The truth is, I don't always do this. Not because I don't want to, but because I have so many blessings. Even in the aspects of life I complain about, I have blessings. Sure, I'd like a bigger and nicer house, but when you get down to it, I have a house. I know we'll move into a bigger house some day, and the wait is okay with me. I complain about my job, do I ever, but you know? I'm thankful to have a job, especially in this economy would so many would love something full time. I have job security. I can take off six months for maternity leave and NO ONE cares. That's a blessing.
I have wonderful friends, a loving husband, a beautiful family, and supportive parents.

Friday, my blessing count rose a little higher, when my work friends surprised me with a baby shower. I was not expecting a baby shower at all this pregnancy. It's my second pregnancy, and you only get the special day the first time around, right? Not according to the people I love and spend most of my time with.. because although I may complain about work and some people in that building, truth to be told, I have some of the best co-workers one could ask for, in particular the Social Studies and Science teachers on my team. I couldn't LIVE without these people.

My day started with my favorite decaf iced vanilla latte from Starbucks, with a blueberry muffin, delivered by Tammy. And it just got better from there!
I walked into the room fourth hour (our team prep) and was greeted with a basket full of baby goodies. Teeny, tiny onesies, little socks, bibs, the cutest little bear outfit, and a handmade quilt from my friend Tammy's sister. Everything was so beautiful and so touching! I left the room again and when I came back, there was a delicious cake sitting on the table. I joked that I needed to keep leaving because things kept appearing! Shortly thereafter, several pizzas from Papa John's appeared. Even though we have the earliest lunch hour known to man, my friends somehow convinced Papa John's to deliver at 10:15. And oh, it was GOOD.

They even remembered how much I love pineapple and pepperoncini pizza, getting me my own special pizza. I totally ate half of it! And so, I guess I realized something that I've known all along... if your blessings are too many to count, that is the best blessing of all.

9 comments:

Beth at I Should Be Folding Laundry said...

I love this post. You most certainly deserve every blessing that is given to you. ESPECIALLY Papa John's pizza.

We just need to chat about ruining it with pineapples. what the hell?

*Lissa* said...

You totally deserve it! Awesome!

Adventures In Babywearing said...

OH MY GOSH. I love pineapple and pepperoni. Need some now.

Steph

Sharon - Mom Generations said...

A person who has too many blessings to count is always the greatest blessing of all. It's the greatest secret of all life... you receive what you give. You are the great blessing, dear lady, and everyone knows it!!

Jenni Jiggety said...

That's awesoooooome! I hope you enjoyed every second of it!

Mimi's Toes said...

Wow what a great group of people to work with. You Do have so many blessings. I will need to try that combination on the next pizza I have from PJ's. It sounds yummy!

Julie said...

This is so sweet and fantastic and all things wonderful. (Just like you)

Erin, you know there is always a special place in my heart for you and pizza. :-) I agree with Beth, though, what the hell with the pineapple? Ever since my allergic reaction I've started calling it the death fruit.

Leah said...

blessings are reciprocal. you are blessed because you bless so many, too.

WHY ARE PEOPLE HATING ON PINEAPPLE PIZZA?!? ;) i love eating pineapple pizza with you!

Mommy Mo said...

What a great post Erin!

I love pineapple and peeperoni pizza- my favorite by far.