I Just Wanted To Say

I just wanted to say THANK YOU to the following under-recognized parts of my life that I feel extra grateful for this week:

To you, king size bed. You are everything. I fall into you like a chopped down tree and you take it like a boss.

To you, bathroom door. You provide moments of privacy that can feel like vacation if given the right circumstances. Thank you for always being there.

To you, exhaustion. I seem to always complain about you, but you are who makes the final call each and every night for me to get my tired self into bed. And as a result, I sleep pretty damn hard.

To you, camera phones. One day I will have all the time in the world to sit and look through the millions of photos I take, thanks to you. You capture some great moments, blurry or not. My precious cargo holding her baby Margaret is a prime example.

To you, croissants. You know what you did.

To you, new-to-me, but totally outdated kitchen. For having potential I can look forward to someday. For accepting our groceries each week so graciously. For looking cute and cozy at night with that one sink light on.

To you, pink grapefruit Perrier Sparkling Water. When I’m off the wine, you do just fine in a stemless glass with a little lemon. You look pretty cute in that slim can, too.

To you, warm red cheeks and baby sweat. There’s nothing ew about you. I want to smooch my daughter with or without you, but there’s something extra sweet about having you in my kissing space.

To you, side tables. Holding our stuff like you do. I mean my God, not all heroes wear capes.

To you, baby monitors. How did people obsessively check on their kids to make sure they were breathing before you?! You are vital to my sanity, I could never repay you.

To you, lamps. Sometimes after a long day at work I just cannot tolerate an overhead light. Anyone feel me? Guys, I can’t. They really make me sad. Lamps 4 ever.

To you, freezer foods. You may get crap for not being “whole” or “clean” but you defrost and come to life like a motha in all the pinches and you get us through to grocery day. Why do we only poopoo on you, frozen pizza? Well today we honor you.

And to you, the weird internet. You can be a dark, cruel place at times to some. You have parts I find upsetting, offensive, ew, and scary. But you also house communities where people can express themselves, engage with people fighting similar battles, sell cute clothes, and put out gratitude that would otherwise live in heads alone. I mean, nothing wrong with a head full of gratitude. But what if my head full of gratitude travels through the screen and fills your head? Doesn’t that make twice the gratitude? Mathematicians, can one of you confirm this? Thank you so much. Leave me a DM.

Cabinets, clean water, WD-40, human friends, science, fluffy robes, ice makers, lunch boxes, nap times and to so many more…you are so awesome. Thanks again. This life is pretty great because you’re part of it.

Katie Cassity
About me

Hey! I’m Katie, wife to Matt and mama to Isla. If you like some things (donuts), but dislike other things (Trisha Yearwood’s Food Network show) then we will probably get along swimmingly! In March of 2015 I gave birth to Isla, and I credit my early postpartum survival to a select few things that I will share in due time. As I continue to sharpen my survival skills along this journey through motherhood, my hope for this blog is that Britney and I will develop a village here where we can connect with you, and you with other readers. Parenting is way hard. Let’s band together to find the humor.

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