I normally don’t really care much about getting older. This year though I found myself feeling sad. It took me a while to figure out why. For some silly reason I had always planned on having all my kids by the time I turned 30. I thought for sure I would have at least four children.

Well that’s not going to happen. Plans change. I am 29 years old and not even certified to adopt. Never mind having a birth mom pick us for her child. And that’s o.k.

I have decided that even though it makes me sad that growing my family is not as easy as I would like it to be, I am going to just be happy.

I am so ridiculously blessed. Not only do I have the privilege of being a Mother, I get to experience the joys of raising a girl AND a boy. 

So I am going to try to wonder a bit less about my mystery children and just thoroughly soak up the experience of being a Mom to two.  And if I am not meant to Mother more than two I will still count my self doubly blessed.

These two are my biggest joys.  Just look at Kaylee’s litter cheekers!  I am surrounded by cuteness.

Jon totally surprised me. I decided to go to the library with Kaylee while Jon cooked dinner. I came home to a decorated house! VERY unexpected, but SO fun. I had a great day home with my kiddos, and then a lovely night hanging out with my little family.