First Day- October

Happy Fall!!  Here was our first day.

 

(Yes, She is rocking her brother’s hand-me-downs)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

By after supper, I am so worn out that taking anymore pictures seems like too much work :)  Hope you had a great First Day!!  I promise to add a picture of my baby bump on First Day- November!!  I’ll be 20.5 weeks by then and hopefully looking more like a pregnant lady than just a lady who likes her olive pizza :)

Head on over to Nicole’s Blog to see more first day posts.

First Day- September

 

Our first day was nothing extraordinary.  I also did not bring my camera with as we took a family trip to Wal-Mart in the morning to get Tanner’s new fish “Sharky.”  I am glad because I want to block from my memory the image of two crabby kids, and one very crabby mommy.  Hope you had a great First Day too.

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First Day-August

There’s nothing like being sick in the summer.  Wasting the beautiful day inside because you feel like junk but unfortunately that’s what happened to me yesterday.  I managed to snap a few shots when I felt up for it but most of the day was spent lying on the couch or floor while my crazy children played around me.  Here is our completely underwhelming First Day.

 

 

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29

Today I turn 29.  I joke that is is my FIRST 29th birthday but I’ll fill you all in on a little secret of mine.  I actually have no problem with growing older.  Maybe it’s because I have many “mature” women in my life that I love, respect, look up to and want to be just like when I am 31 or 45 or 52 or 73 or 93.

Or maybe, like my approach to most other things, I just roll with it because its not worth stressing over.

(I’m kinda hippie like that)

When I was little 29 was this magical number.  It was so OLD.  I thought when I was 29 I would be a power suit wearing badass (think female Charlie Sheen in Wall Street), married to a dancing hunk (think cross between Kevin Bacon in Footloose and Patrick Swayze in Dirty Dancing), and I would change my name to something very chic like Victoria or Jennifer.  (Remember I was a child of the 80’s).

I am so glad my younger self was wrong.

My life is good.

VERY GOOD

I am married to a great guy, have two little people calling me Mama, done my fair share of world traveling, nurtured and maintained friendships with some GREAT women, and created my happy little space in the world.

 

So although I might celebrate the anniversary of my 29th birthday for the rest of my life to be funny, I am really running full speed toward these years to come.

Bring it on.