Thanksgiving 2010

I got really hungry on Thanksgiving day.  Dinner ran extremely late due to a long, fun day that started with pumpkin pancakes and the beach; by 5pm I realized dinner wouldn't be done until 8 or 9.  I started to get really hungry, aggravated and possibly a little bit post pardom depressed considering I remember feeling "devastated" that we couldn't stuff the turkey because it was only a breast and didn't have a bottom so the stuffing would get soaked. 

When I say devastated, I mean really truly depressed which is ridiculous because it's just a turkey.  But depression doesn't have a rational side.

My son is 4 months old and it's been a complicated and busy time.  I went back to work 3 weeks after he was born and I've been super careful to not "catch" post pardom depression by taking really good care of myself.  I believe that if I pray, eat meals regularly, drink 48+ ounces of water a day, sleep 8 hours a day and fit in exercise that I will be exempt.  I broke all the rules on Thanksgiving day and almost ended up crying in my room, hiding from my family.  It took something outside of myself, husband getting upset about a random issue, that caused me to snap out of it and just focus on getting something to eat.  I realized my extreme stress was causing everyone to get upset.

I know the hunger I felt was nothing like the 925 million people who go hungry every day. I was just too busy to slow down and EAT.  I was too busy ALL WEEK staying up to mid-night every night to make FOOD to get enough sleep.  I was too busy to drink the free, clean water in my house.  I am so thankful for this lesson learned on Thanksgiving day to appreciate FOOD. 

Thank you Lord, for showing me this lesson in a very real and physical way.