Today marks my 34th birthday (the insult of 34 is made even worse when I accidentally typed 24, lol….even my own hands don’t want to type it!)
I remember 24. That was the year I got married, and I felt soooo mature and ready to conquer the world. That’s the same year we started trying to have a baby, so sure that I would be a mom at 25 (took me until I was 27).
And here I am. 34. Married to my (amazing) husband for almost 10 years, mom to 2 with another on the way, and doing exactly what I had hoped – being a stay at home mom watching my kids become little people before my very eyes.
The little princess in the photo above had no idea what the world had waiting for her – just as I have no idea what the years ahead will hold for my children which feels both frightening and inspiring at the same time.
I’m healthy, I’m happy. I’m in love with my kids and my man. I think the princess had a pretty good 34 years so far.
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