Another year older.

I turned 24 on the 13th.  At first I think, HOLY SH*T.  I AM 24.  Then a co-worker snaps me back into reality - I AM ONLY 24.  I do feel much older though.  Two babies, a home, a stable job, a husband.  I have already done so much.  And it feels SO good.  I am quite proud of myself.  Sorry if you think I'm gloating, but I am.

I shut a door to an aspect of my life that has continuously hurt me or let me down in one way or another.  That door has a peep hole though.  I know every now and then I will look back and have a bad day, I know there will be times when I am hurt again, but I have learned that I deserve better.  That peep hole will also serve as a pathway to a bridge I may cross at a later date.  I'm not ready to burn the bridge entirely.

The hubs and I have spent a lot of time lately working on some aspects in our relationship.  It has improved so much.  Number one lesson being: swallow your pride.  Although, there are situations when you won't, 99% of the time, even though it may not go down smoothly, swallowing your pride better serves your relationship.  You are a team.  No longer facing the world alone.  It is hard to face a world, with a partner, who doesn't have your back in all circumstances.  Or, they might have it, but express it in a terrible way.  We've been practicing better ways of communication, expressing appreciation, leaving the house a mess so we can sit on the couch together, and we even have an entire day to ourselves tomorrow.  SCORE.

The kids are...phenomenal.  Growing so fast.  We signed Miss A up for T Ball and she has a Hello Kitty bat to sport.  She throws lefty.  And I am so excited to be a T Ball Mom (being the ball player myself)!  She can write her name and do back flip summer saults all by herself.  Mason is a wild little thing.  He is his Daddy's shadow and it melts my heart.  He loves to dance and play Mr. Tool Man.  I couldn't ask for two better kids.

Happy Weekend, ya'll!