twenty nine.

The other day, a new blog friend wrote a post that I loved. Susan also just turned twenty nine and I LOVED her outlook on it.

I had a mild freak out the night before my birthday. All of a sudden I couldn't breathe at the fact that my life is literally flying by. All of a sudden, I panicked at where I am in life and just how far I am from what my "dreams" were growing up.

I asked Mr. P "what have I even done with my life?!" (yes, sometimes I'm dramatic) as I sat there on the verge of tears and he snapped me back to reality with one word; "her" he said, pointing at Baby Girl across the room.

And that's it.

I'm twenty nine. My life is about three thousand times different than what I thought it would be. My years have been completely different than I thought they would be. Man, they're different, but oh my gosh are they amazing.

I've made amazing friends. I've also made crappy friends who are no longer friends but who taught me something about myself. I've had some of the best times and some super low times.

I've fallen in love a couple of times. I've had my heart broken once and I've broken a few. I fell so hard in love with a man that I married him eight months later. I am still so, so in love with him.

I've suffered from Recurrent Pregnancy Loss and came out the other side. I'm become a mother to five precious souls; four in Heaven and the sweetest little girl in the world here on Earth.

I've laughed. I've cried. I've fought.

I still have zero clue what I want to with my life. Career wise I mean. But if there is one thing that I've learned in my twenties, it's that life is what you make it. And this life I'm living with Mr. P and Baby Girl is perfection. I am so thankful that my twenty nine years on Earth have led me here.