Well tomorrow is 'The Big Day' *insert scary music* I turn 29. Feel free to shower me with champagne and gifts, it's my champagne Birthday 29 on the 29th. I'm heading into the Birthday with a real mix of emotions. A) Holy Mother of Pearl this is my last year in my 20's, didn't I just turn 21? B) It's all downhill from here, instead of champagne send your best wrinkle cream C) I still got one more year before I'm old like my sisters.
First a little lead up to the Birthday day. This week began with an awesome fight between Ben and I. See he thought i didn't want to do anything for my Birthday. Like nothing. Nada. Zip. You know because most people like to just sit around twiddling their thumbs. Actually I don't call them fights anymore, we had a 'miscommunication'.
Anyway it got sorted. I think. If you drive by my house tomorrow and you see me staring longingly out my window, please save me.
Next I am working on a project. Sorta, kinda, only sorta because I hate committing to things in fear I won't follow through. I will have more on this project soon.
Lastly, this last year has been the most challenging year I have ever faced. Dealing with postpartum depression and anxiety is a world that is so up and down. I have been blessed with an amazing support system in my husband and family, without them I'm not entirely sure how I would have gotten through the year. My girls have yet again succeeded in teaching me more life lessons in one year than you would ever dream possible. I am excited to see what this next year will hold for me.
