just count your blessings instead of.....

My all time favorite Christmas movie is White Christmas.  Yesterday I was tired and grumpy and I decided I was going to sit down and watch White Christmas.  I love the scene when Rosemary Clooney and Bing Crosby sing

When you're worried 

and you can't sleep,

just count your blessings

instead of sheep

and you'll fall asleep

counting your blessings 

I may have revised the song a little in my head last night.  

When you're worried

and you can't eat

just count your blessings

instead of bites

 and you'll eat your meal

counting your blessings

This mornings breakfast was brought to you by counting my blessings instead of bites.  I know I don't always remember how blessed I am.  In the midst of restricting, in the midst of punishing myself, in the midst of hurting, in the midst of hiding my lies, I am still blessed.  Breakfast this morning was brought to you by the following blessings:

• the dear friend who months ago told me to count my blessings instead of bites
• the baby she is carrying
• snow on the ground that makes me feel slightly more in the Christmas mood
• the kids being on Christmas break so I don't have to drive in said snow
• my Hubby who is worried about me and trying to take care of me
• hot water for my shower this morning
• the beautiful faces of 3 little boys who call me mamma (even the oldest still calls me mamma, melts my heart!)

I'm not doing great but I did manage breakfast with my family this morning.  That is a start.