Today I'm thirty. Three decades. Three hundred and sixty months. A long time.
But really, just the beginning in my life's story. I want to live to 100, so I'm only 3/10 the way there.
I've been thinking a lot about this birthday. A new decade. And I can honestly say I've never been happier. Ever. And I'm a really happy person.
My life is so full of love and laughter and all the things I've dreamed of. I am a mom, something I have always wanted to be. I get to spend every day teaching and showing off the world to the most wonderful little person. And I get to share my evenings and weekends with the father of that little boy, the man I love more than life itself.
Life doesn't get any better and I don't take a single day for granted.
This three day weekend has been full of birthday bliss and I can't wait to write an entire post about it, will lots of photos. But now, now I'm going to go enjoy being with the two boys that make it all so damn wonderful.
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