Thanksgiving Chit Chat, at Last

For years, Thanksgiving Day was a blur. I managed a few hellos, quick pecks on the cheek to relatives and friends before racing back to manage one baby or another. Whenever I got the baby down for a nap, the troops of cousins running through the house would wake the baby right back up. The only solution was to put the cranky baby back on my hip and return to the party, attempting to keep up with the flow of conversation while jiggling my hip rhythmically.

But now that Juliette is three, I can finally enjoy Thanksgiving. There are no more worries about stairs, naps, or breastfeeding schedules. Juliette will be joining the hordes of running children, and all I'll have to remember is an occasional reminder to visit the potty.

For the first time in 8 years, I'll be able to join in the Thanksgiving chit chat, to fully focus on my relatives, to talk politics with the aunts and uncles, relationships with the single crowd, and just go with the flow.

I can't wait.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. I hope your chit chat is fun and your turkey is moist.