As a stand up comic, I am thoroughly grateful for Thanksgiving. From inappropriate family members to meddling in-laws and kids who haven’t yet crashed from the sugar rush of Halloween, Thanksgiving provides an entire year’s worth of material. Believe you me, there’s nothing healthier than having a good laugh at your family’s expense… especially if it keeps you from crying!
If you’re just having a tough year or for those of you without a “gratitude journal,” maybe I can help jump start your thankfulness. As a mom, here are some of the little things that I am thankful for:
I’m thankful for the new cookbook I bought because I don’t know how long I’m supposed to boil the pasta before putting the water in.
I’m thankful that my children love to eat vegetables so there will be more turkey for me.
I’m thankful that my kids stopped asking me to do cartwheels because the last time they did, I needed to be hospitalized from vertigo.
I’m thankful that my kids tell the truth even though it may sometimes hurt grandpa’s feelings when they shout, “You have stinky breath!”
I’m thankful for the Cartoon Network – so I can put my kids in front of the TV and maybe they’ll leave me alone for five minutes.
I’m thankful that I learned how to pause, listen and take the time to understand why my child is yelling before I start yelling, “STOP YELLING!”
I’m thankful for my master closet. It’s where I take my children when I don’t want to berate them in public.
I’m thankful that my kids show compassion so that they will become caring adults who hopefully won’t put me in a nursing home.
I’m thankful that I can afford a mammogram every year so I can get my husband to stop trying to check for lumps.
I’m thankful that my kids make their beds, clean their rooms and wash their dishes so if they don’t go to college, they will always be able to fall back on their valuable domestic skills. (Or live at home forever and be my personal assistants.)
I’m thankful for the ability to apologize when I’m wrong, if that should ever happen to occur.
I’m thankful that my children show kindness to their relatives so that I don’t have to.
I’m thankful that I never hit my kids. I hit other people’s kids.
I’m thankful that I am present to each and every precious moment watching my children grow up – after I’ve had a mimosa.
Stephanie Blum is a perpetually pregnant psychologist and stand-up comic with two kids and another due in January. Her recent appearances include The Sands in Las Vegas, Comics Unleashed with Bryon Allen and HBO’s Comedy Minutes. Her articles have appeared in Child Magazine, Parents Magazine and The Hot Mom’s Handbook. Email her at Stephanie@StephanieBlum.com or visit her at MomsNightOutShow.com
